Yrsa Daley-Ward's Blog, page 10
April 28, 2014
"so excited about having a co-release date with the incredible yrsa daley ward for her collection of..."
- xoxo nayyirah (via nayyirahwaheed)
April 27, 2014
"and that’s how the lonely folk
catch you – they know how to come
dressed up as the things you need."
catch you – they know how to come
dressed up as the things you need.”
April 26, 2014
"You are one of life’s
anomalies
and this is
how I fell."
anomalies
and this is
how I fell.”
-
Yrsa Daley-Ward
'Quirk'
April 24, 2014
"I haven’t been home in nearly two weeks.
My new lover has a fridge full of beer
and can almost make..."
I haven’t been home in nearly two weeks.
My new lover has a fridge full of beer
and can almost make jollof rice
also the sex is good and
we are falling into something we will soon mistake for love
…anyway, ‘home’ is a problem. There are the bills and there
are the mice
plus
there is that feeling you get when you catch up
with yourself
- for now Yrsa Daley-Ward (via thiswillnotlast)
April 23, 2014
"The Kindle edition of ‘Salt’ by the incredible @nayyirahwaheed is currently on sale at..."
"You may have learned from your mother or any other hunted woman.
Smiling at devils is a useful..."
Smiling at devils is a useful learned thing.
Swallowing discomfort down in spades.
Holding it tight in your belly.
Ageing on the inside only.
Keeping it forever sexy.”
- A fine art, by Yrsa Daley-Ward
April 22, 2014
tevsmith:
After what has proven to be a most challenging week,...
After what has proven to be a most challenging week, this wonderful body of work arrived in the mail today. “On Snakes & Other Stories” by @yrsa daley-ward. I can’t wait to be inspired by this book.
April 18, 2014
freewrite - the biggest tortoise in the world
"They found the biggest tortoise in the world in South America today,”
you said, massaging the tender knot at the back of my neck
with one hand
removing your boots
with the other.
"They had to get a lorry or something to remove it, imagine that.”
I said nothing, thinking of all of the things you understand and
all of the things you don’t
like how I will love you forever but
probably from afar and
not in the way you want and
how you’ll find somebody new
to be with.
It’s only fair.
Maybe he or she will have
a tightness in the neck
a passion for useless facts
the power to stick around and
really, I miss you already.
Yrsa Daley-Ward
April 16, 2014
Artichokes, by Yrsa Daley-Ward
Until you have been the last ones sitting in the café on the corner and she has kissed the dark rum from the rim of your glass and schooled you in the art of eating artichokes…until then, you are not yet woman. Until you put soft leaf to lip, touch tongue to flesh, bite the lobe, swallow the juice she says will purify you, until you open it up, sigh at the colour, see its very middle and learn what fingers are best at…until you reach further still into that thick, hot, heart
life has not yet started.
Before you had been promised. Before she is a liar. Before you are dismantled, fixed and broke again you are not yet a lover. Remember on the right night and under the right light any idea can seem like a good one and love
…love is mostly ill advised but always brave.
The most important thing to do is not to worry. The lines on your face will never stop the sun from coming up. Your tears cannot affect the weather. There are wars going on. The one in your body is the only one you can be sure of losing…or winning, then losing again.
You drink more water than rum, these days, don’t you? But you drink to her memory, don’t you? And you only take artichokes in salad. Never whole. Not in a café on a dusky street at midnight. Not with her. Never with her, or anyone like her.
April 15, 2014
"According to you,
people like me
shouldn’t go into places like this or
be around people like..."
people like me
shouldn’t go into places like this or
be around people like these.
but you don’t know the half of it.
The brightest of stars, frankly
are just a load of hot air and
diamonds, sadly,
were just formed from dust and rock
and the butterfly, remember,
used to crawl on its belly
and tiny legs
through the dirt.”
- from Yrsa Daley-Ward. You Dont Know the Half Of It. (via thiswillnotlast)
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