My favorite poem is called Under the Vulture Tree by David Bottoms

wrote this last week because of this overwhelming feeling

wrote this yesterday because yeah same

Some people connected with what I wrote in the comments of a post last night. I cleaned it up here. I don't have words for how weird everything feels right now, but words are the only way I know how to process things. #booksky #poetrysky #writersky

literally typed this out today because I just couldn't get that same thought out of my head. Not a poet, but had words to get out.

This photo was so horrifying at the Berlin Museum "Topogrophie des Terrors". No, they didn't.