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Les Astronautes (1959) Chris Marker e Walerian Borowczyk
Funeral Parade of Roses (1969) dir. Toshio Matsumoto
— Nitya Prakash
I will succeed because I’m crazy
The Thorn Merchant by Yusef Komunyakaa
There are teeth marks
on everything he loves.
When he enters the long room
more solemn than a threadbare Joseph coat,
the Minister of Hard Knocks & Golden Keys
begins to shuffle his feet.
The ink on contracts disappears.
Another stool pigeon leans
over a wrought-iron balcony.
Blood money’s at work.
While men in black wetsuits
drag Blue Lake, his hands dally
at the hem of his daughter’s skirt.
In the brain’s shooting gallery
he goes down real slow.
His heart suspended in a mirror,
shadow of a crow over a lake.
With his fingers around his throat
he moans like a statue
of straw on a hillside.
Ready to auction off his hands
to the highest bidder,
he knows how death waits
in us like a light switch.
Gavin Yuan Gao, from "Lullaby"
Savannah Brown, from Closer Baby Closer; “Retroactive jealousy”
[Text ID: “Someday I’ll care for something / without wanting to close a door behind it.”]
Savannah Brown, from Closer Baby Closer; “Seduction theory”
[Text ID: “so let it be known when I want something I want more of it than usually exists.”]
Where it Begins, Erica Jong
[ID: The corruption begins with the mouth, / the tongue, the wanting. / The first poem in the world / is I want to eat.]
i don't pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.
― Nayyirah Waheed, Salt
May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner/Jaun beaur
Almost, Almost, almo...