[derangedrhythms]

God will break your heart.

Mary Doria Russell, The Sparrow

[kosmogrl]

[bug-gin]

Girl, same.

[kintssu-gi]

feeling like i don’t know how to exist literally. what even am i and why am i “i”

[naturalpr3y]

My understanders will Understand me

[derangedrhythms]

crows in my mind

Alejandra Pizarnik, Selected Poems: On this Night in this World; from ‘The Small Songs’, tr. Cecilia Rossi

[undinesea]

What we sense is that the eternal is within us.

Hélène Picard, “The Inspired,” from Sabbat, translation by Brian Stableford

[ametoraeye]

[kosmogrl]

[lifeinpoetry]

you are willing to walk away, which makes you closer to me than I am.

— Rosie Stockton, from "PUMPJACK," Fuel

[walsmessyroom]

I want to be myself please. please. please please please

[walsmessyroom]

Today I'm doing better, just a little at least. I just have to hold on and be consistent, even if I only do the bare minimum. Just have to keep up every day. It's tiring.

[walsmessyroom]

I just want to be a human again please

[kosmogrl]

[lifeinpoetry]

it’s been said that when you step away / from the shadow of any colossal thing, // it shrinks. But the shadow / of my birthplace // is a relentless spirit / refusing to be left behind.

— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book One, Bakandamiya

[lifeinpoetry]

and the terror and I that have become one body burst from my bare body When I’m sinking into gold-lit darkness

— Kim Hyesoon, from "To You the Infected 2," The Hell of That Star, tr. Cindy Juyoung Ok

[lifeinpoetry]

Do you really not belong to me, dear body?

— Moshtari Hilal, from "Dying Prayer," Ugliness, tr. Elisabeth Lauffer