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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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antonia a.
Sandra Cisneros, from Loose Woman: Poems; "Bay Poem from Berkeley"
Found a shy little friend (pic taken by soleatto)
A woman must stay alone for a long while until the hate men have for women has left her, and even longer until the jealousy women have for other women has left her, and longer still until the anger her children have for her has left her—until she is no longer a woman altered by the resentment of men, women, and children, no longer what others have forced her to be, but empty as a skull or a shell, filled only by whatever she pleases, forest air perhaps.
— Kiran Desai, The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny
The Dancer (2012) by Amy Stauffer
Anne Carson, from Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
Text ID: Two hundred and ten million years of desire wash through me. Blood-eater.
'Death of an actor'. Karolis Strautniekas.
Clarice Lispector, from A Breath of Life
Athena Nangala Granites. “Napalijarri-Warnu Jukurrpa (Seven Sisters Dreaming)
Love Letter, Nathalie Handal
Samuel Burgess-Johnson
my favourite part of the teaser is that lestat is actually relatively mellow for most of it, like he takes louis’ teasing fairly goodnaturedly and talks about painful topics without spiralling or lashing out. even when he’s genuinely extremely upset by the book thing, he’s clearly trying to process it in his own way and even attempts to communicate his hurt instead of just getting vicious. but then he hears armand’s name from across the room and you can pinpoint the precise moment Hysterical Cunt Lestat logs back on. those two syllables are all it takes before he’s visibly deciding to be crazy again, and the very next thing he does is scream in a stranger’s face then storm out. after which point presumably he went straight home to flush his mood stabilisers and shred his DBT workbook with his teeth, because mommy dearest is BACK and she’s ready to be WORSE THAN EVER!
‘Agamemnon,’ Aeschylus (translated by Anne Carson)
anatomie de l'enfer (catherine breillat, 2004)
The Road 138 (2010), Viggo Mortensen