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Hanif Abdurraqib, The Crown Ain't Worth Much

Leila Chatti, "Now That You Are Gone"

“I learned that just beneath the surface there’s another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn’t find the proof. It was just a feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force - a wild pain and decay - also accompanies everything.”

— David Lynch

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Louise Glück, from a poem titled "October," featured in Averno: Poems, originally published in 2006

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Joy Sullivan, “My Mother Says Kissing a Man Without a Mustache Is Like Eating Eggs Without Salt”, Instructions for Traveling West

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losing it a little at Hanif Abdurraqib's new year post

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Maggie Smith, “Wild”, Goldenrod

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Joy Sullivan, from “All Day Long There Is a Bursting”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Joy Sullivan, from “Move to Oregon in July”, Instructions for Traveling West

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Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

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b ferguson, from "Parkside & Ocean", You Are Here: Poetry in the Natural World

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Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West

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“Writers live twice. They go along with their regular life, are as fast as anyone in the grocery store, crossing the street, getting dressed for work in the morning. But there’s another part of them that they have been training. The one that lives everything a second time. That sits down and sees their life again and goes over it. Looks at the texture and details.”

— Writing Down the Bones, Natalie Goldberg (via the-abiding-oak)