Marya Hornbacher, Waiting
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Love Begins

Origami Around
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

Product Placement
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.

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d e v o n
occasionally subtle

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Xuebing Du
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RMH
AnasAbdin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
DEAR READER

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Marya Hornbacher, Waiting
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.” – Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera (January 19, 1925), featured in “Letters To Vera” by Vladimir Nabokov (Russian, 1899-1977)
Otto Künzli, Ring für Zwei, 1980.
“The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.”
— Chuck Palahniuk
“We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve.”
— Anonymous
“She presses her hands to her forehead. What happens now? (…) If I don’t try to save myself, I’ll drown.”
— Clarice Lispector, ed. by Benjamin Moser and tr. by Katrina Dodson, The Complete Stories
when Charles Bukowski said “and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?”
Tommy Ga-Ken Wan
Linda Montano and Tehching Hsieh, Art/Life: One Year Performance 1983-1984 (Rope Piece). For one year, the two artists remain tied together at the waist by an eight foot rope. They are not allowed to touch one another.
From a 1984 interview with Alex and Allyson Grey:
A&AG: Now that you’ve been tied together for almost a year, how do you feel about each other?
TH: I think Linda is the most honest person I’ve known in my life and I feel very comfortable to talk—to share my personality with her. That’s enough. I feel that’s pretty good. We had a lot of fights and I don’t feel that is negative. Anybody who was tied this way, even if they were a nice couple, I’m sure they would fight, too. This piece is about being like an animal, naked. We cannot hide our negative sides. We cannot be shy. It’s more than just honesty—we show our weakness.
LM: Tehching is my friend, confidant, lover, son, opponent, husband, brother, playmate, sparring partner, mother, father, etc. The list goes on and on. There isn’t one word or one archetype that fits. I feel very deeply for him.
“Things hardly ever work on the first try. We’ll make another, a better one.”
— Anthony Doerr
“I dream of loving.”
— Anne Sexton
“We need, in love, to practice only this: letting each other go. For holding on comes easy; we do not need to learn it.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
“You never forget. It must be somewhere inside of you. Even if the brain has forgotten, perhaps the teeth remember. Or the fingers.”
— Neil Gaiman
“There are a few great souls in my life. They are not many. They are few. You are one.”
— Anne Sexton
Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
— Zora Neale Hurston