Ocean Vuong, The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation
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Ocean Vuong, The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation
"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood ".
George Orwell, 1984
Giovanni Strazza, âThe Veiled Virginâ.
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
richard siken a primer for the small weird loves // holly warburton making amends // holly warburton bobby // holly warburton the red jacket
Mary Oliver
King by Florence + The Machine
Art by Edmund Blair Leighton
Nizar Qabbani, from âWhen I told youâ; Arabian Love Poems (tr. by Bassam Frangieh & Clementina Brown)
Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems
â Anna Akhmatova, The Guest
[text ID: "What do you want?" I asked. / "To be with you in hell," he said.]
reading with a pretty view is like a warm hug.
 â Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body
[text ID: To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.]
âNote to self: You gotta do this for you. This is for you. This isnât about anybody. Live for you. Honor you. Never lose sight of that.â
â Brittany Josephina