#august
and I can see us twisted in bedsheets
august sipped away like a bottle of wine
cause you were never mine
put it in the tags.
august or betty // mirrorball or my tears ricochet // the 1 or the last great american dynasty // exile or cardigan // mad woman or hoax // epiphany or peace // illicit affairs or invisible string // and finally … folklore or lover
The fact that August tells Wilhelm that he needs to be really careful who he hangs out with, thereby trying to shit-talk Simon out of pure and unfiltered jealousy makes me so incredibly furious.
This is the fucking Prince of Sweden, do you really think he has not been told this before? Do you really think his mother hasn’t told him all his life that he needs to stay close to people of “his kind”?!
Do you think he hasn’t been schooled for this and that he can’t judge this situation and his relationship with Simon by himself?
That’s all his life is, being careful, not being able to do this, that, and everything in between. He is constantly holding back and being careful and when he is for once not, it becomes a nation wide scandal.
That’s why he is at this damn school in the first place. He was not allowed to continue going to a regular school with regular students. August KNOWS this.
And here goes August thinking he can explain life to The Prince when he himself is a sad excuse for an advisor and apparently fucking terrible at managing his finances. He just loves to feel like he has any kind of influence over Wilhelm.
STAY IN YOUR LANE BOY!!!
Three of Us
(Saturday Evening Post, August 25 1917)
Cover by Sarah S. Stilwell Weber
@poetryatmost / raymond carter / eileen myles / a month of changes by emility / olivia larson @poetbitesback / the months by linda pastan / tuck everlasting by natalie babbitt / dear august / morning sun by edward hopper / e.j.l. / sue monk kidd
LUGHNASADH | August 1
️Decorations: cornucopia, bread basket, corn dolly, sunflowers
Incense: peppermint, chamomile, eucalyptus, rosemary
Food: wild berries, bread, beer, cider, corn, grains, potatoes, rice, grapes, pears, nuts
It is now high summer and the union of sun and earth has produced the first harvest. It is a time of gathering in and giving thanks for abundance. Feasting, market fairs, games and bonfires are the order of the day. Active growth is slowing and darker days are coming…
Rituals to celebrate:
With people, have a popcorn party.
️In the kitchen, bake your own bread and brew your own beer.
Get crafty, by making beeswax candles to keep some warmth and light in the coming cold seasons.
Dress up, with fire-safe clothes in colors of yellow, orange, green, brown, or red.
Write in your journal, about what you are harvesting in your life at the moment.
Meditate, about how hard you’ve worked this year and rest on your accomplishments.
Other ideas to celebrate:
- Learn how to preserve the harvest, from drying herbs to canning fresh produce.
- Toast the sunset to honor the sun before it starts resting.
- Make corn dolls out of cob husks.
- Enjoy the fresh air and nature while you still can.
- Dance around a bonfire.
Blessed Lammas witches