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derangedrhythms

Margaret Atwood, The Animals in That Country; from ‘Speeches for Dr Frankenstein’

TEXT ID: you dangle on the leash of your own longing; your need grows teeth.

mournfulroses

Salma Deera, from a poem titled "the curse of medea," featured in Letters from Medea: Poems

mournfulroses

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren, featured in "A Transatlantic Love Affair,

meanwhilepoetry

If you have known sadness for long enough, a world without sorrow starts to feel like a strange place. No one tells you that sadness can do that. How it can start to feel like comfort. How it can wind itself around you so tight that when it lets you, you feel like you are falling into an abyss of the unknown.

Nikita Gill

weltenwellen

Ocean Vuong, “A Letter to my Mother that She Will Never Read” The New Yorker, May 2017

I thank the universe everyday for not allowing me to have that life I wanted so badly with you.

- h.g / I would have been miserable

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ptimepoet

- Clementine Von Radics

thingsworthsaving

The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.

-James Baldwin