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“Not all writing is cursed, but surely all of it is haunted. Literature is a catacomb of past readers, past writers, past books. Traces of those who are responsible for creation linger among the words on a page; Shakespeare can’t hear us, but we can still hear him (and don’t ghosts wander through those estate houses upon the moors unaware that they’ve died?). […] Of all of the forms of expression that humanity has worked with—painting, music, sculpture—literature is the eeriest. Poetry and fiction are both incantation and conjuration, the spinning of specters and the invoking of ghosts; it is very literally listening to somebody who isn’t there, and might not have been for a long while. All writing is occult, because it’s the creation of something from ether, and magic is simply a way of acknowledging that—a linguistic practice, an attitude, a critical method more than a body of spells. We should be disquieted by literature; we should be unnerved.”
— Ed Simon, from his essay “Who’s There?: Every Story Is a Ghost Story”, published in The Millions, August 18, 2021
“Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.”
— Richard Siken, Editors Page: The Long and the Short of It
Joanna Klink, from “On Diminishment”, The Nightfields
Byung-Chul Han, Capitalism and the Death Drive
love finds you in the middle of a field
time heals exactly one wound. and you don't get to choose it
“Where exactly do you put your hands on somebody who hurts everywhere?”
— Charles D’Ambrosio, The Dead Fish Museum: Stories
Chelsea Dingman, Through a Small Ghost
kiss me hard enough to invert me
Yves Olade, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, Nickie Zimov, Carmen Tyrrell, Stefano Dania, Edvard Munch, Angelica Alzona
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
— Louise Glück, "The Burning Heart"
they were right btw. you have to dig yourself out of your grave over and over again
Both of these
I’m sorry, it had to be added
Every single discussion about a good villain/hero dynamic ALWAYS comes back to these two
descriptions of dionysos in the bakkhai (tr. anne carson) that make me lose my mind a little
Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma
Mary Oliver, from “Of Love”, Red Bird
E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
there is always tomorrow
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