{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}
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titsay

if i look back, i am lost
occasionally subtle
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Kiana Khansmith
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Kaledo Art

shark vs the universe
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Jules of Nature
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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One Nice Bug Per Day

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trying on a metaphor
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{Words by José Olivarez from Citizen Illegal /@fatimaamerbilal , from even flesh eaters don't want me.}
“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”
― Jamie Anderson
Kaveh Akbar, from “Personal Inventory: Fearless (Temporis Fila)”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf
[text: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. This may be me at my best.]
Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.
Ottessa Moshfegh, from My Year of Rest and Relaxation
Nizar qabbani/ Rumi
Wordy by aavfvl
something about how miles wasn’t “supposed” to become spider-man but still does the most spider-man thing of making a hard choice to do the right thing it’s like poetry
“I am alone with my own thoughts and it’s dangerous.”
-cress
“I'm a master at speaking silently, all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence.”
Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One.
I am sick and my sickness is you.
— Gustave Flaubert, from a letter to Louise Colet.
oh you're touch starved? here eat up *fucking punches you*
Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”
[Text ID: “stop fighting, but I am not / fighting. I am noticing / where I don’t exist. / I should leave.”]
Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
Quote from "Excuses For Why We Failed At Love" by warson shire
this comment on that vulture article about the "fanfic-to-romance novel pipeline" is very interesting and not something i've seen articulated...much to think about...
oh, the aster blooms
i’m not like an incest shipper (although like yeah me and 10k other people shipped wincest in 2013) but the more i see people absolutely losing their minds over the concept of fictional incest the more i laugh like come the fuck on now like this trope is quite literally hundreds of years old and we’re acting like it was invented by fanfiction writers. “richard siken condones incest” “ethel cain condones incest” you mean the artists who write about the rotten and the wretched and the unhealthy and the abusive enjoy digging into fictional relationships that are just that. have you lost your goddamned minds. do you ever read anything except for steven universe fanfiction. like could you handle a 12th grade english lit module on the god of small things.
this person is over the age of 20 and has the literary analysis skills of a literal seventh grader
i hate that richard siken is mostly known for out of context snippets about hashtag gay longing when so much of his poetry is about abusive or unhealthy relationships tinged with obsessive possessiveness like obviously he is intrigued by toxic unhealthy possessive relationships and ethel cain writes more or less exclusively about abusive relationships & horrible family dynamics like fucking christ of all people you’re shocked about these people like do we need a second bryan fuller situation forreal 😭😭😭