In English, we say: "Overthinking." But in poetry, we say: "The storms in my head ruined the garden that my soul holds."
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In English, we say: "Overthinking." But in poetry, we say: "The storms in my head ruined the garden that my soul holds."
{—Amy Lowell, from The Complete Poetical Works of Amy Lowell, "The Fruit Garden Path " // Mahmoud Darwish }
The stars were watching me, daring me to move. But I didn’t. I endured and waited, because that’s what girls do. Even bad girls like me. We endure and wait, and cater to the whims of men, because sometimes our lives are at stake … until we get even.
Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]
Prayer Can Be Anything, Karen Elizabeth Sharpe
“Everything seems okay. And then: a word, a line, a picture, a song…”
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“You touched the place in my heart where love runs wild.”
— Unknown
“Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.”
— Vladimir Nabokov
““Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.” - Iain Thomas”
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? // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks
Fariha Róisín, from Who Is Wellness For?: An Examination of Wellness Culture and Who It Leaves Behind
[Text ID: “I never fought back, I learned how to cry silently, I bore my sins.”]
“One of the hardest lessons in life is letting go. Whether it’s guilt, love, anger, loss or betrayal, change is never easy. We fight to hold on and we fight to let go.”
— Unknown
cynthia cruz the glimmering room: “diagnosis” (via @virginiewoolf) \ jennifer s. cheng so we must meet apart: “august 24, 2018″ (via @feral-ballad) \ safia elhillo girls that never die: poems: “summer” (via @virginiewoolf)
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اللهم لا تعلق قلبي بما ليس لي
"I pray to you God to not make my heart love what is not mine."
“We were together. I forget the rest.”
— Walt Whitman