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“It’s impossible not to remember wild and want it back.”
— Mary Oliver, from ‘A Thousand Mornings’ (via sempiternele)
by Jess Farran for Eternal Sleepover
Vorrei essere un'altra persona.
Pizza Margherita.
There’s enough light to drown in but never enough to enter the bones
& stay.
— Ocean Vuong, from “Deto(nation),” in Night Sky with Exit Wounds
someday i will climb a tree and never come back down
“The day I died, / I didn’t tell / my body.”
— — Jasmine Mans, “Secrets,” Black Girl, Call Home
i don’t know how to ask for help i disappear and come back when i’m good
“My world was warm with April sun my thoughts were spangled green and gold; my soul filled up with joy, yet felt the sharp, sweet pain that only joy can hold.”
— fr. “I Thought That I Could Not Be Hurt”, Sylvia Plath (via nomorechoirs)
“You will find me when you return, even if you’re a thousand years late.”
— Dulce María Loynaz, from Poem LIX (tr. by James O’Connor)
Ada Limón- Bright Dead Things // Richard Siken- Dirty Valentine // Charles Baudelaire- Flowers of Evil // Gabriela Mistral's letters to Doris Dana // Mary Oliver- Red Bird // Alejandra Pizarnik- Selected Poems
faccio troppo affidamento sulla presenza delle persone nella mia vita, dovrei imparare a basare il miei stati d’animo su di me e non sugli altri