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nervoservo

Éclipse solaire, 1970s

wendy-morgan

Wendy Morgan

firstfullmoon

I loved you at lunch

when the coffee kicked in and you cut carrots into coins

for our salad, the satisfying, slow knocking of the dull knife against the cutting board while I pretended to read while I worshipped you from the sofa

— Solmaz Sharif, from “Break-Up,” in Look: Poems

craftheaven

Tips for choosing knitting patterns for a beginner.

yesterdaysprint

The Courier-Journal, Louisville, Kentucky, August 31, 1952

serenites

richard siken / salma deera / jen mazza / joy ladin

jackemus

hirxeth

“That’s what I admire most about you – the bloodiness of your heart. It’s not my heart that’s bloody, it’s my mind. I’m bloody-minded. Or so I’ve been told. He laughs. Here’s to your bloody mind then. Down the hatch. She drinks, makes a face.”

— Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin

talestalesof

“You said I could have anything I wanted, but I just couldn’t say it out loud. Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying.”

— Richard Siken, Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out

labelle-fleursauvage-deactivate

Afternoon tea

loverletter

something so dizzying about being kissed in a dream. faraway and transient ofc in its non-existence and yet. lingering?? you wake up with your mouth full of that imaginary thing. you wake up still slow and timeless and wondering. milk and half-eaten apple. there’s simply no core to throwaway