Eve Babitz Mourner
@jfwrites.bsky.social
26 • Reader • Writer • Tea Drinker • Libra • Teacher
CR: We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson
CR: We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson
adoption day photos of my baby boy. choosing to rescue was one of the best decision i’ve ever made. he is the sweetest baby ever. he’s a big ol’ soon to be four year old now!
July 10, 2025 at 7:09 PM
adoption day photos of my baby boy. choosing to rescue was one of the best decision i’ve ever made. he is the sweetest baby ever. he’s a big ol’ soon to be four year old now!
the diva herself, mother of the irs, deidre beabeirdre
March 25, 2025 at 10:38 PM
the diva herself, mother of the irs, deidre beabeirdre
#currentlyreading these three beauties! 🌈📚 💙📚 #rfp
slow days and exit wounds are much needed rereads and rouge has been nothing but a delightful adventure, definitely something i see myself revisiting often!
#booksky
slow days and exit wounds are much needed rereads and rouge has been nothing but a delightful adventure, definitely something i see myself revisiting often!
#booksky
January 14, 2025 at 4:30 AM
#currentlyreading these three beauties! 🌈📚 💙📚 #rfp
slow days and exit wounds are much needed rereads and rouge has been nothing but a delightful adventure, definitely something i see myself revisiting often!
#booksky
slow days and exit wounds are much needed rereads and rouge has been nothing but a delightful adventure, definitely something i see myself revisiting often!
#booksky
what’s this diva’s story?
January 12, 2025 at 9:18 AM
what’s this diva’s story?
#2 jan 7 - jan 11
Earth Angel, by Madeline Cash
a collection of short stories and flash fiction that reads like an autopsy of tumblr, circa 2010. evocative and visceral, lingering on vulgarity. at times it’s absurdist tendencies brought me back to late night kik-fueled high school group chats.
Earth Angel, by Madeline Cash
a collection of short stories and flash fiction that reads like an autopsy of tumblr, circa 2010. evocative and visceral, lingering on vulgarity. at times it’s absurdist tendencies brought me back to late night kik-fueled high school group chats.
January 12, 2025 at 3:29 AM
#2 jan 7 - jan 11
Earth Angel, by Madeline Cash
a collection of short stories and flash fiction that reads like an autopsy of tumblr, circa 2010. evocative and visceral, lingering on vulgarity. at times it’s absurdist tendencies brought me back to late night kik-fueled high school group chats.
Earth Angel, by Madeline Cash
a collection of short stories and flash fiction that reads like an autopsy of tumblr, circa 2010. evocative and visceral, lingering on vulgarity. at times it’s absurdist tendencies brought me back to late night kik-fueled high school group chats.
with her solar batteries fully charged, the world is not ready for her plans
January 12, 2025 at 1:41 AM
with her solar batteries fully charged, the world is not ready for her plans
jan 9 - jan 11
The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes
such an extraordinary collection. beautiful metaphors make for lush poetry. his depictions of his travels paint vivid pictures that force you to feel beside him on his journeys. a testament to him being a foundational harlem renaissance member.
The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes
such an extraordinary collection. beautiful metaphors make for lush poetry. his depictions of his travels paint vivid pictures that force you to feel beside him on his journeys. a testament to him being a foundational harlem renaissance member.
January 11, 2025 at 11:27 PM
jan 9 - jan 11
The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes
such an extraordinary collection. beautiful metaphors make for lush poetry. his depictions of his travels paint vivid pictures that force you to feel beside him on his journeys. a testament to him being a foundational harlem renaissance member.
The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes
such an extraordinary collection. beautiful metaphors make for lush poetry. his depictions of his travels paint vivid pictures that force you to feel beside him on his journeys. a testament to him being a foundational harlem renaissance member.
sleepy sunbeam catcher
January 11, 2025 at 10:38 PM
sleepy sunbeam catcher
*sickly adding another new wip spread into my draft notebook*
January 11, 2025 at 8:54 PM
*sickly adding another new wip spread into my draft notebook*
snug as a bug in a rug
December 30, 2024 at 11:52 PM
snug as a bug in a rug
sontag’s number one fan
December 21, 2024 at 8:58 PM
sontag’s number one fan
my boyfriend: so do the little guys pay rent????
October 7, 2024 at 9:03 AM
my boyfriend: so do the little guys pay rent????
with the recent anti-contemporary art push, if any one loved me as tenderly as félix gonzalez torres did, i’d know my life would have been enough - like a posthumous exaltation. portrait of ross in l.a. is a piece that haunts my mind, it is a lovers testament to his partner. a monument of love.
![“Untitled” (Lover’s Letter), 1991 [edition 1AP]
*on old card stock, stained brown with age, black ink.*
Into the bedroom and just feast my eyes on you. So n- -e room and feasted my little lips on your ears. Neve- -u open your eyes, smile and give those little p- -ivers up my spine. Well so we went to the Bambi me- -ood hour. On the way we saw all these beautiful dro- bright neon blue. As they flew ver the muddy water -oked like the little lights in an enormous cube. We - fish. I am not sure whose kids they were but the- minnows in the pond, all chasing the bugs that la- -s fun but Harry soon grew impatient and we walk- -ll the tomato plants and the lettuce for you and to ripen now that the growing season www almost -l at the meadow and there was one table open a strange but although I heard noises in the wood -han a couple of bike riders. Maybe they were-“](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:bfnjeh33rm3frj2zeuss4gs2/bafkreibxu4upqr7c65iivu35zuudabelw6mfube2h5gkkh4rhotp2y3hwa@jpeg)
September 14, 2024 at 10:03 PM
with the recent anti-contemporary art push, if any one loved me as tenderly as félix gonzalez torres did, i’d know my life would have been enough - like a posthumous exaltation. portrait of ross in l.a. is a piece that haunts my mind, it is a lovers testament to his partner. a monument of love.