‘From a swamp, evil, viscous,’ Osip Mandelstam (translated by A. S. Kline)
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‘From a swamp, evil, viscous,’ Osip Mandelstam (translated by A. S. Kline)
Oliver Herford, “I Heard a Bird Sing”
Caitlyn Siehl, from What We Buried; “Kindling”
[Text ID: “I am all mouth, with teeth like kindling. / Do not kiss me before you know this. / I am all hunger, all restraint and poised bones, coiled spine, patient spring.”]
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June Gehringer, “EARTH IS AN ANAGRAM FOR HEART, U FUCKING IDIOTS”
[Text ID: “I don’t want to talk about it. / I want to lie in what little grass remains / and try to fit your heart inside of mine.”]
i wanna do a flash mob with tons of puppies but they’ll probably forget every single move and i’ll try to get angry with them but they’re all just so damn adorable
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things
okay now that i’ve calmed down what am i going to buy myself as a treat for enduring this suffering
[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]
Herakles - Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)
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She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.
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