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I think the main thing that I want to give to him is that he feels free. And that, in terms of me, that he feels like he doesn’t have to be anything to get my love— that just who he is, that just being a person— that’s it, you know, he’s already done enough. Which isn’t exactly how I feel. I feel like I have to do quite a lot every second to be good enough. And so, saying it out loud, I think maybe, yeah, that’s probably in my work too. I’m trying to make that space for other people for a long time. Even, if you’re uncomfortable or unsure or have doubt, that’s fine! That doesn’t mean that you’re doing anything wrong. You’re not in trouble. In fact you’re probably doing the perfect thing when you feel that.
lydia glenn-murray asks miranda july if there are certain things miranda would want to instill in hopper, her one-year-old son, or if she hopes that her work might leave a certain legacy (graphite, issue no. 4). (via paperandtype)
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I say “Lisbon” When I arrive from the south and cross the river And the city opens up as if born from its name It opens and rises in its nocturnal vastness In its long shimmering of blue and of river In its rugged body of hills – I see it better because I say it Everything is more clearly where it is Everything shows more clearly what it lacks Because I say Lisbon with its name of being and nonbeing With its meanders of astonishment insomnia and shacks And its secret theatre sparkle Its masklike smile of intrigue and complicity While the wide sea stretches westward Lisbon swaying like a sailing ship Lisbon cruelly built next to its own absence I say the city’s name I say it to see
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