i think my body is falling in pieces i think my blood is passing me by
Chloe Gong These Violent Delights / I.B. Vyache Excerpt 07.01.21 / Silas Denver Melvin excerpt from Grit: A Poetry Collection / Christa Wolf excerpt from Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays / Ethel Cain Family Tree (Intro) / unknown / Fiona Apple Left Alone / Richard Siken The Worm King's Lullaby / Gwen Benaway Holy Wild
i. Chloe Gong, These Violent Nights
[ "I don't think you've ever felt anything that didn't hurt you. / We've found each other, out of everyone else in the world. Does that hurt, too?" ]
ii. I.B. Vyache, Excerpt 07.01.21
[ "It's time to forgive my hands for being hands. I'm going to hate myself a little less tomorrow. I'm going to hate myself a little less tomorrow." ]
iii. unknown
[ "have you shot a gun? is your blood authentic? is your blood authentic? is your blood authentic? can you prove it to me?" ]
iv. Christa Wolf, Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays
[ "You looked at me / (did you still see me?)" ]
v. Ethel Cain, Family Tree (Intro)
[ "The fate's already fucked me sideways / Swinging by my neck from the family tree / He'll laugh and say, 'You know I raised you better than this' / Then leave me hanging so they all can laugh at me" ]
vi. unknown
[ "I fight. I resist. It doesn't even matter what I resist; there is simply something in me that tends to resist things as they are. I have been fighting since I was very small." ]
vii. Fiona Apple, Left Alone
[ "[Chorus] / How can I ask anyone to love me / When all I do is beg to be left alone?" ]
viii. Richard Siken, The Worm King's Lullaby
[ "Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story." ]
ix. Gwen Benaway, Holy Wild
[ "I am tired of explaining the fire, / it burns because it must." ]
But an unquenchable love for you has never left me...
{Quotes: Alejandra Pizarnik, Approximations/Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Sunday, October 7/chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’/sue zhao/ Sylvia path / Maggie Nelson, Bluets/Richard siken/Ingeborg Bachmann, In the Storm of Roses from ‘The Poem for the Reader’, tr. Mark Anderson ,paintings: pinterest}
on loneliness with anis mojgani, in the pockets of small gods / ocean vuong, someday i'll love ocean vuong / sophocles, trans. anne carson, antigonick / maggie nelson, bluets
{Sarah Kane, Sarah Kane: Complete Plays: "Crave"/ Mahmoud Darwish/ Oliver Masters/ Mary Oliver, When Did It Happen?/ Ryan O' Connell/ Unknown/ Victoria Chang, "Dear D", Dear Memory: Letters on Writing, Silence, and Grief/ Unknown/ Frank Bidart, Half-Light: Collected Poems, "End of a Friendship"/ Marion, from the film Another Woman, written & directed by Woody Allen (Orion Pictures, 1988)/ Charles Baudelaire, Poems in Prose, "A Hemisphere in Your Hair"/ F. Scott Fitzgerald/ Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years/ Anne Carson, Glass, Irony and God/ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore/ Donte Collins, "Grief, Again"/ Joyce Carol Oates, We Were Mulvaneys (Plume, 1997)/Pictures from Pinterest}
Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; “You are on the floor crying”
[Text ID: “And you have been / on the floor crying / for days. / And that is you / being brave. / That is you getting through it / as best you know how. / No one else can decide / What your tough looks like.”]
“I’m walking out now into the soft light, the cooling hum of evening, and I will love you tonight, and tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and still many more, so very many more tomorrows.”
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