dek-says-so:

abbyjean:

Charts from OKCupid, showing how straight women and men rate each other based on ages. For women, the men they find most attractive are roughly their own age. For men, the women they find most attractive are roughly the same age - 20 to 23 - regardless of the age of the man. (538)

Good fucking Christ.

Fuck the patriarchy

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itscolossal:

New cut paper light sculptures by Hari & Deepti. So much more to see, go here now!

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thingsorganizedneatly:

Soldiers’ Inventories by Thom Atkinson, for the Telegraph Magazine

editor: Great series of British soldiers’ equipment from different wars and battles through British history & up to the present. See the original story on the Telegraph website, an interview on Creative Review, & full series of images on ThomAtkinson.com

Love love love

mpdrolet:

Adriano Zanni
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mpdrolet:

Erdal Inci
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They told me she did not exist, at first,
that stained glass loves to trick the eye.
The worst thing about the windows is that God rarely
passes by; the church does not illuminate
with light. Instead, we’re tricked into thinking
that this bright-leggèd woman has a tail.

And so my mermaid paled and wept;
I’d made her wear a shirt so I could bring her
as my guest. The tops of her white breasts crowded
like the heads of newborn babies to her chest.
She was Madonna for the possessed,
her giant tail wetting the wood of pews.

We read Micah, Chapter Seven, in the mass:
And he will cast our sins into the depths of sea.
Verse Nineteen. My mermaid said It’s true.
Each prayer is caught by seaweed on the floor
and anchors itself deep beneath the sand.
The mermaids dig them up to use as bricks

and laugh at humans’ meaningless demands.

— Sarah Fletcher, “Taking a Mermaid to Church
We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond
affection and wade mouth-deep into love.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
But going back toward childhood will not help.
The village is not better than Pittsburgh.
Only Pittsburgh is more than Pittsburgh.
Rome is better than Rome in the same way the sound
of racoon tongues licking the inside walls
of the garbage tub is more than the stir
of them in the muck of the garbage. Love is not
enough. We die and are put into the earth forever.
We should insist while there is still time. We must
eat through the wildness of her sweet body already
in our bed to reach the body within the body.
— Jack Gilbert, “Tear It Down