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[text ID: 'An Apology' by Robert Wood Lynn
I awoke. You weren't there but there were horses on the beach. I got up, made believe nothing hurt and my evidence was horses on the beach even though the beach horses were remarkably indifferent to the thrill of horses on the beach. I went about my day. I went for a run in the surf. The horses only sauntered, heads slung low as an apology. With my long hair flowing I felt like I was nailing the audition for the part of HORSE ON A BEACH while the actual horses were just kind of phoning it in. You used to say you worked the way mountains do, turned bluer the further you got from me until you disappeared completely. I went to tell you about the horses. You were right, you'd disappeared completely. I still wanted to. I wrote it down just in case.
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i am learning to abandon the world by Linda Pastan
[july] by Linda Pastan from “The Months”
vague à l’âme by Olena Kalytiak Davis
Do not think I am forgetful of you. You would not believe me if you knew how often you are in my heart and mind.
Katherine Mansfield in a letter to Virginia Woolf written c. August 1919
mother-tongue: after the flood by Lucille Clifton
Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas
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aaron schwartz, on the other side of grief with ocean vuong
Naomi Shihab Nye, “Sifter.” A Maze Me: Poems for Girls
"Mirror" by Rita Dove
there’s a misconception that grief only happens when we lose people. this is not true. we can grieve circumstances, relationships, missed opportunities. in fact, sometimes when you find yourself plagued with waves of emotion from sadness to melancholy you may be grieving yourself. the version of yourself that you might have been if things had been different, or if only you had said something, or if someone had stood up for you.
tim o'brien, "the things they carried"
from two questions by silas denver melvin, published in bleating thing magazine
D. Alan Holmes, Enlightenment // Signet Amenti // @cryptonature // Alan Wilsom Watts // Evan M. Cohen, "Oceans" // Nikita Gill // @pauladoodles // Julian Gough, "Minecraft End Poem" // Sleeping At Last—Saturn