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J Luna. A martyr to my own heart. ♱ 29, poetic & dying. ❦ IG: Juvetadeo

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/ Tell me, what else should I have done?

Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? /

~ Mary Oliver. From, The Summer Day.

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“Take me like the law that you are.”

~ J Luna, pistol kisses.

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“To heal is to forget you.

Grief, come

lay with me all my nights.”

- J Luna, to Heal.

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Rainer Maria Rilke, from "Letters to a Young Poet," originally published in 1929

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Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. 1950, featured in The Collected Letters

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“Glory be to love

be to lovers — the unafraid

Hail Mary and Nu York

lovers who run the blood.”

~ J Luna, Nu York Jesus.

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Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1951-1959; May 13th, 1959

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—Anaïs Nin, "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934"

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“Is something wrong with me?..

I want nothing of this world

and everything from love.”

- J Luna.

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Art: Pale Flare.

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“Death must be like music

A sort of

— return to song.”

J Luna, Virgil.

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“My heart is with you.

So yes, — I am heartless.”

J Luna, wrought.

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Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

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“War, war in my mind

Love, love be the sword.”

J Luna, “Love you are my shepherd.”

art: Alicia Cohim.

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“My memory loves you;

it asks about you all the time.”

- Jonathan Carroll.

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From one writer to another ,

I read some of your blogs and I loved them. Keep going , you're awesome. Looking for more of your writings ♡

Sincerely you are an angel for taking the time, reading my works & appreciating them.

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I own no house / only a home

I have no lovers / only the heart of one

I have no possessions

— I belong to love.

~ J Luna.