May 2012
“You won’t allow me to go to school.
I won’t become a doctor.
Remember this:
One day you will be sick.” —
I won’t become a doctor.
Remember this:
One day you will be sick.” —
Poem written by an 11 year old Afghan girl
This poem was recorded in a NYT magazine article about female underground poetry groups in Afghanistan. An amazing article about the ways in which women are using a traditional two line poetry form to express their resistance to male oppression, their feelings about love (considered blasphemous), and their doubts about religion.
(via blua)
April 2012
“Pursuit isn’t a bad thing. Just means someone likes you enough to take a chance on you. Could be a romantic story to tell grand children in 40 years. Or he wants to kill you in your sleep. Hard to tell sometimes.”
—A font of profundity: More than human (via takesamuscle)
something tells me i’ve been here before.
“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”
—Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via parisianarchitects)
