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and as the summer’s ending the cool air will rush your hard heart away

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“You, a forever wound. You, a forever wound.”

— Lydia Havens, from “Anthem for Anxiety,” Survive Like Water (via lifeinpoetry)

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BROAD CITY (2014–2019) — 2.03 'Wisdom Teeth'

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I am a container of stories about you And I bring you up repeatedly, uninvited to Do the people around me want to keep hearing about my dead wife? Or does the room go silent when I mention you?

Shining alive, I live with your absence And it’s been two months since you died I’ll speak to your absence and carry our stories around my whole life

But when I’m in public, I don’t know what’s that look in their eyes I now wield the power to transform a grocery store aisle

into a canyon of pity and confusion And mutual aching to leave

The loss in my life is a chasm I take into town And I don’t wanna close it

Look at me

Death is real

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every splintered bone will fall

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[lunoira]

“There is only an absolute melancholy now. I wish nothing. To sleep. Only to sleep. And dream. To dream that I am loved.”

—

Alejandra Pizarnik, diary page dated November 17,1959

Diarios I  (1954 a 1959)

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“I’d lost everything in my life that had any meaning.”

— Margaret Atwood, from “The Year of the Flood,” published c. 2009

[chorizo-slut]

this cover is gutting me. elevating my pain and then cradling it

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“We grow. It hurts at first.”

— Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems; “Witch Burning,” c. October 1961

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now that you are gone, where does all our love go? where do i channel it?

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[melisica]

Mike Monteiro