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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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— Franz Kafka // Richard Siken
"There is just one person inside my head. One person I can't stop thinking about. It's you." - "Testone", 2016 by Andrea Salvatori
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
— via knjfedog
There are those who believe in coincidence, and those that don't.
If you've an ounce of spirituality in you; you feel it in every cell of your body - that we've been here before.
“Night, and everything so quiet, as if there were no one, not even myself.”
— John Banville, The Sea
Barnard 68 is a molecular cloud, dark absorption nebula or Bok globule, towards the southern constellation Ophiuchus and well within our own galaxy at a distance of about 400 light-years, so close that not a single star can be seen between it and the Sun.
credit: ESO
Patricia Jabbeh Wesley, from “Healing Will Come: Elegy after Natural Disaster.” [ID in alt text]
from "i know you by heart"
your honor who gives a fuck. like for real
Alejandra Pizarnik, from Selected Poems; “On this Night, In this World”
Text ID: the stone of madness / black corridors / I have walked them all
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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from The Most Foreign Country; “I am…”
[Text ID: “my wings? / two rotting petals”]
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Patricio Ferrari & Forrest Gander, from The Galloping Hour: French Poems; “I check for you in the wind”
[Text ID: But I check for you in the wind. / Night opens me and it’s you.”]
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