Azra Tabassum's Blog, page 15

why don't you write anymore?

I don’t know, I’m tired.

5000letters:From my book Shaking The Trees.

5000letters:

From my book Shaking The Trees.

"I am the ocean; the earth; whatever dies for you."

“I am the ocean; the earth; whatever dies for you.”

- Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; “The Black Trailor (A Noir Fiction),” (via wethinkwedream)

"In 1986 Grandma was worried I wasn’t settling down. So I told her I was having a relationship—with a..."

“In 1986 Grandma was worried I wasn’t settling down. So I told her I was having a relationship—with a woman. “I am settling down, in my own way.” And the sunlight settled on the dust on the mantlepiece and the cat settled in Grandma’s lap and Grandma said there were two nurses boarding in her mother’s house in Yorkshire in 1916. And Grandma said she was in love with one of them.

70 years later, she still remembered waiting at the bottom of the boarding-house stairs to blush and smile hello at the funny, dark-eyed nurse she loved.

Love between women? Unforgettable.”

- Eleni Prineas, in Finding the Lesbians: Personal Accounts from Around the World (via oikabooks)

Just to say that my family are awful to me. They are manipulative and cruel and have no intentions...

Just to say that my family are awful to me. They are manipulative and cruel and have no intentions of accepting who I am. I’m doing better. I speak to them less. Soon I won’t speak to them at all. Whoever hurts like this, you’ve got this. You’re braver than you know.

I don't know who to turn to for help with this one, but I thought you might know what I'm talking about. There's a piece of prose floating around out there that I want to find. I can't quite remember it. Something about asking for water as a child not beca

“I thought she was sleeping until I heard her call out from across the room, “Will you bring me a glass of water?” I did. Then in her always-sleepy tone and drawl she said, “Do you remember when you were a little boy and you would ask your mama to bring you a glass of water?” Yeah. “You know how half the time you weren’t even thirsty. You just wanted that hand that was attached to that glass that was attached to that person you just wanted to stay there until you fell asleep.” She took the glass of water that I brought her and just sat it down full on the table next to her. Wow, I thought. What am I gonna do with love like this.”

–One Night from Dito Montiel’s A Guide To Recognizing Your Saints

Just a reminder that my tagged/quotes page is a dream.

Just a reminder that my tagged/quotes page is a dream.

"So worried about me, so jealous, so tender—As steady as God’s sun, as warm as Love’s breath—"

“So worried about me, so jealous, so tender—

As steady as God’s sun, as warm as Love’s breath—”

- Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Annie Finch, from “The White Bird,”  (via wethinkwedream)

i told myself i'd reread all your poems once i find someone to be soft with. i'm here now. they all make sense now. i'm so happy.

Ah baby it’s like twinkle lights in your belly isn’t it

azra, he left me and i don't know how to let him go

It will happen naturally.