bearer of the curse

tyler | 20s | poetry and web weaving | follows from gothboyfrnd

[mournfulroses]

Albert Camus, from a notebook entry featured in Notebooks of Albert Camus, 1935-1942

[heavensghost]

Apple zine! With a little poem I wrote

[heavensghost]

Words from Clarice Lispector in The Hour of the Star

[weltenwellen]

Alex Dimitrov, “Poem Written in a Cab”, Love and Other Poems

[heavensghost]

You don’t have to belong everywhere (textile home)

[blnkverse]

GEORGE OPPEN

[alchemisedsenlinyu]

the incest diary, anonymous

[rosejuicewonderdrunk]

“The body will always make more room / for grief.”

— Kate Gaskin, “Poem with a Possible Unidentified Flying Object”

[primulaceas]

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

[conradandfaulkner]

“One mourns when one accepts that by the loss one undergoes one will be changed, possibly forever. Perhaps mourning has to do with agreeing to undergo a transformation (perhaps one should say submitting to a transformation) the full result of which one cannot know in advance.”

— Precarious Life

[website-com]

oh quote from joseph gordon-levitt on being second, we're really in it now

[website-com]

[battinson4ever]

mice - billie marten // orlando - virginia woolf // fleabag – phoebe waller-bridge // twofigs

[raspberrysgod]

when elena ferrante said “there are people who leave and people who know how to be left” and when richard siken said “someone has to leave first. this is a very old story. there is no other version of this story.” and when sally rooney wrote “if i told you where my car is right now, i don’t think i’d be able to leave, i think i would have to stay here just in case you changed your mind about everything” and when mikko harvey said “the number of hours we have together is actually not so large. please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.”and when karese burrows wrote “i have never seen a door that doesn’t look like you leaving. look at me writing this poem. even here i don’t mean anything i say. except that I still want you. that whatever is in me still loves you deeply. it is a light i can’t turn off. i clap my hands and nothing happens.” and when margarita karapanou said “i never expected you to actually finish anything. you were always leaving. i always picture you with a suitcase in your hand.”

[luthienne]

Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "Father Roger Goes for a Walk"

[Text ID: It's the last day of somebody's childhood. / And every day I'll try / to do one thing I like, / in memory of being happy.]

[suispiria]

lately I’ve been Overcome With Emotion

[opossum-handz]

[kiko-maziko]

why horses are happier with other horses

or: some sort of love letter

Unknown // kiko-maziko, 113 // Norman Rich, Wild Life // Arabic quote // NASA, Galaxy Hercules A // Richard Siken, Meanwhile // annalauraart on Instagram // Majnun, Story of Laila and Majnun //