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Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
Embrace
by Billy Collins
You know the parlor trick. Wrap your arms around your own body and from the back it looks like someone is embracing you, her hands grasping your shirt, her fingernails teasing your neck, From the front it is another story. You never looked so alone, your crossed elbows and screwy grin. You could be waiting for a tailor to fit you with a straight jacket, one that would hold you really tight.
the memory hurts but does me no harm
© Audrey_Emmett on Instagram
ohhhh i get it. sometimes you need to leave things in the past because that’s where they’re happy and that’s where they live and trying desperately and futilely to claw them back to you now, in the present, is wildly disrespectful to yourself…
and good things still come to me. and i dilute them when i ache for what i don’t have anymore.
marie howe, in an interview with krista tippett of on being
from marie howe’s 2017 collection of poetry, magdalene
Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
Guide on how to navigate temporary human connection for girls who are absolutely and irrevocably incapable of moving past anything that’s ever happened to them
Very clever people can hear dreams
happy sometimes you just want something so hard you have to lie about it so you can hold it in your mouth for a minute monday
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— isa b. a plea to the sun
Take care of this version of you. You’ve worked so hard to become her. Don’t lose her again.
you understand that there's nothing wrong with wanting people to pay attention to you, right? it's not intrinsically evil, you are allowed to want to be seen. you can do it in soft and nice and good ways, but you don't even have to. you can just want to be seen.
when ur thinkin bout life