her

here lies my soul to rest

[griefasagarden]

leila chatti, mary speaks, deluge

ID: “better off to be wary, but I'd been waiting so long / to hear God speak—I hadn't thought to think of what he might tell me.” End ID

[griefasagarden]

leila chatti, awrah, deluge

ID: “What else... but divive, the way / ill stems from evil’s root, / patient from suffering, blessing and blood on the same dark vine.” End ID

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[soracities]

Charles Wright, from "A Journal of the Year of the Ox", The World of Ten Thousand Things: Poems 1980-1990 [ID'd]

[weltenwellen]

To Be Alive Gregory Orr

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[sidneysheldon]

Sidney Sheldon, “If Tomorrow Comes”

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Lana del Rey

[morepeachyogurt]

chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’

[paper-wounds]

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[nixscriptum]

[nixscriptum]

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from The Woman Destroyed; "The Monologue”

Text ID: I'm not afraid of your hatred I walk clean through it.

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from The Woman Destroyed; "The Age of Discretion"

Text ID: My head was heavy: I was deathly sad. I could not remember my dreams. I had sunk down into black depths-liquid and stifling,

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