FUCK YEAH EILEEN MYLES

[yesjojobirdflyhigh]

One

sleeps on what

they mean

and arises on the decided

side and that’s

the hope. An entire

room is opened

by particular feelings

that say you’re

on the edge

of the space

and then you

wait to watch

it grow. Grow

like a love

or a feeling of distrust

or a body grateful

for sun & breeze

and the rising and

falling of my dog’s

chest no gut

- Eileen Myles, from her poem Sweet Heart

[typewriter-worries]

Göteborg, Eileen Myles

[ Text ID: I wish someone / was here. ]

[firstfullmoon]

Eileen Myles, from “My Hat,” in I Must Be Living Twice [ID in alt text]

[firstfullmoon]

Eileen Myles, from “My Hat,” in I Must Be Living Twice [ID in alt text]

[firstfullmoon]

Eileen Myles, from “No Rewriting,” in I Must Be Living Twice [ID in alt text]

[miametropolis]

The darkest part of my house was the stairs. You had to come down so the day could begin.

Eileen Myles, Chelsea Girls (via miametropolis)

[metamorphesque]

I

write because

I would like

to be used for

years after

my death. Not

only my body

will be compost

but the thoughts

I left during

my life. During

my life I was

a woman with

hazel eyes.

Peanut Butter by Eileen Myles

[existentialcrisistime]

I was your landscape / here I am a cold chunk of marble

— The Guest, Eileen Myles, from 'I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

[apoemaday]

Movie

by Eileen Myles

You’re like a little fruit you’re like a moon I want to hold I said lemon slope about your hip because it’s one of my words about you I whispered in bed this smoothing the fruit & then alone with my book but writing in it the pages wagging against my knuckles in the light like a sail.

[primulaceas]

Eileen Myles, "The Irony of the Leash" from I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

I only love what finds me invisible and touches me deeply.

I Must Be Living Twice, ‘Whax ‘N Wayne’ by Eileen Myles (via decreation)

[talestalesof]

Eileen Myles, from I Must Be Living Twice

[primulaceas]

Eileen Myles, "Sleepless." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

[primulaceas]

Eileen Myles, "Holes." I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014

[kafk-a]

already I know it will hurt this is the hurt country I came here to hold the hurt like a bird like a tree,

Eileen Myles, ‘Twice’ from I Must Be Living Twice: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2014 (via kafk-a)

[unchildhood]

EILEEN MYLES

‘Basic August’, Not Me (1991);

original photos and edit

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

I come & go. An edible saint. But if you feast on me you will be hungry.

I Must Be Living Twice, ‘The Perfect Faceless Fish’ by Eileen Myles (via decreation)