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bristlecones in the white mountains

... from the archive (sept. 2019)

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Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

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“Lately, I couldn’t remember those years, as if childhood was a movie I’d only seen the previews to.”

— Catherine Lacey, Nobody Is Ever Missing

[mournfulroses]

Margaret Atwood, from Paper Boat: Selected Poems; "He Shifts from East to West,"

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unresolved grief

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[charitydingle]

Paris When It Sizzles 1964, dir. Richard Quine

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“Dawn is such a private hour, don’t you think? Such a solitary hour. One always hears that said of midnight, but I think of midnight as remarkably companionable — everyone together, sleeping in the dark.”

— Eleanor Catton, The Luminaries

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“This is what it means to be very slow: every story you would like to tell has already ended before you can open your mouth.”

— Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible

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“I knew what I wanted to run to. But it didn’t exist, so I didn’t leave.”

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun

[academic-vampire]

𝔩𝔢𝔱’𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔶 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔶 🪶

[webweabings]

I WANT YOU TO BE MINE. SELFISHLY, THOUGHTLESSLY, MINE

@vaitiolo ; // “Orpheus and Eurydice”, by Virgil; // H.G. Wells, from a letter to Rebecca West (w. April, 1913); // “No, I don’t miss the dissipated night’s”, by Alexander Pushkin (tr. by D.M. Thomas) (1832); // “Blue is the Warmest Color”, by Ghalia Lacroix (2013); // “The Voyage Out”, by Virginia Woolf (1915); // Virgina Woolf; // “Soft Human”, by Emery Allen (2019)

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Vincent Price and Gene Tierney Laura (1944) dir. Otto Preminger

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[venustapolis]

Evening In Parc Monceau (Mihály Munkácsy, 1895)

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