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Louise Glück, Poems 1962-2012
Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in “A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953″
journal excerpt, july first
No matter how attractive a person’s potential may be, you have to date their reality.
Unknown (via to-be-okay)
Jennifer S. Cheng, So We Must Meet Apart; “August 24, 2018”
i am outraged that someone has not yet fallen in love with me poetically in a museum
on loving someone who has passed
a self portrait in letters by anne sexton / aubade by louise glück / achilles and patroclus by @maieste / all about love by bell hooks / blue sun by nina mouawad / albert camus correspondance to maria casarès / un homme et une femme by stephan sinding / the gods show up by michael kinnucan / the chronology of water: a memoir by lidia yuknavitch
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Kaveh Akbar, from Calling A Wolf A Wolf: Poems; “Heritage”
Charles Bukowski, Pulp
Jane Austen // Bao Phi
Cassandra Clare
Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.
Marianne Williamson (via thoughtkick)
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
I want the part of you that you refuse to give.
Ellen Hopkins (via to-be-okay)
— Sylvia Plath