The Tashtoo Parlour

Natasha Head ~ Author of Pushcart Prize nominated collection "Nothing Left to Lose"and "Pulse" available everywhere. Poetry,Music,Art


With so many impressions of places to go and people to be, I take great comfort in knowing I might be nothing more than a traveler. 


Tattoo artist Dino Tomic spends his free time on this series of incredibly detailed pencil drawings.

“To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.”

—   W. Somerset Maugham (via observando)

Old friend, Winter



The air was a chilly friend,
a yearly visit in rowdy gusts,
erasing signs that Autumn was upon
on the grounds of my childhood estate.

Dew twinkling on Plum and Poplar,
fleeing sight of eagles and owls;
my toes crunch into brittle Earth,
peaking around to hear
Jack Frost come in with…

“Of late, she had felt coldness in herself, and though she feared it, she loved it too, for it made her strong.”

—   Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless  (via 5000letters)

(Source: anxos, via theworldsawayatnight)

Spring #22


You are the birth of joy
a homecoming of my heart
where snow covered
the silent nights

my dreams were warm
colored meadows with wild flowers
soft green grass
between my toes

(via lzlabseesu)

A memory
Wrapped in a cloud
Shrouded in the shadow
Of a long stretching sun.

His fingers
Tendrils of flame
Caress the horizon
Burning through

A once fertile dreamscape
No longer nourished
Parched & withering
A desert void of hope

Consuming itself
In a effort to quell
The heat of its hunger
Sleeping below 

Natasha Head