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oh phoebe 2024
“There is pleasure when a sore is scratched, But to be without sores is more pleasurable still. Just so, there are pleasures in worldly desires, But to be without desires is more pleasurable still.”
— Nagarjuna (c.100 - 200 AD)
snowdrops by Louise Glück
holding my own face in my own hands and screaming “there is no connection without an open heart! you must be brave! you must be honest! you must be true!” in the mirror
Mary Oliver, from Swan; "More Evidence"
[Text ID: Refuse all cooperation with the heart's death.]
Will Barnet - Chess Game (1973)
i am a perfectly nonchalant person. except on days where i crave love. then i choke up and go insane and begin howling at the moon
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931–1934
Frank Bidart, “To the Dead”, Half-Light: Collected Poems, 1965-2016
[Text ID: “The love I’ve known is the love of two people staring
not at each other, but in the same direction.”]
[looks for you in everything] [finds you there]
Self Combustion, David Demaret, 2013
Frédéric Chopin, in a letter to Tytus Wojciechowski, dated 1830
from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos.
Srikanth Reddy, from “Sonnet”
[text ID: Some men will make a grave out of anything. / Anything. / It depends on how lonely they get. / Times when a body could dig through the night.]
“I feel very small. I don’t understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”
— Anaïs Nin, Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939
Portrait of the American West, 2017
My Favorite Shade of Blue is Changing, 2017
Technicolor Still, 2017
by Olivia Bee