Alfred Corn.
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Alfred Corn.
Stay, Reynier Llanes, Oil on Canvas, 2022.
Vicente Aleixandre // Andrei Tarkovsky
Carol Ann Duffy, from Rapture; “If I Was Dead”
Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “For Vincent Van Gogh, Patron Saint of Psychotic Manic Depressives”
― Akwaeke Emezi, The Death of Vivek Oji
[ text ID: I'm not what anyone thinks I am. I never was. I didn't have the mouth to put it into words, to say what was wrong, to change the things I felt I needed to change. And every day it was difficult, walking around and knowing that people saw me one way, knowing that they were wrong, so completely wrong, that the real me was invisible to them. It didn't even exist to them. So: If nobody sees you, are you still there? ]
— franz kafka, letters to felice
― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
I want to swim like the birds swim in the air, with their eyes — wide — open as they swoop down to brush the water. There are currents in both air and water, and birds live in them without fear or sorrow. I want to be like that. I want to live on the water and to live in the air, free of despair, free of fear, as light as a bird in flight, as light as a bird in light.
— Ruth Reali, “I want to swim like the birds swim”
Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
Sylvia Plath, Winter Trees
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
“I need to kill someone inside me.”
— Clarice Lispector, from The Complete Stories: “The Departure,”
Mary Oliver
warmth of the sun, ron hicks | from a letter to milena, franz kafka
— James Baldwin, They Can’t Turn Back