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Richard Siken, "Landscape with Several Small Fires," War of the Foxes
the vocabulary of loss is the dictionary
Richard Siken, "Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light," War of the Foxes
Ludwig Rösch: Stephansdom, Pilgrim's Pulpit (1936)
painting: The Forest in Winter at Sunset by ThĂ©odore Rousseau, 1846 â 1867
poems: Dirty Valentine by Richard Siken
winter migrants by Tom Pickard
Hua Xi, from "Night Drive Through My Own Life"
How could we forget the myths about dragons who at the last moment transform into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses waiting to see us act just once with courage.
Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet (tr. Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)
yesterdayâs sketchbook, words from sparrow by big thief
why is explaining a villains sad backstory always taken as an effort toward excusing their actions. why does the conversation need to involve the question of excusing anything rather than just making their present behavior way more interesting by complicating their feelings or their motivations. why is acknowledging complicated feelings or motivations taken as apologism in and of itself. why is everyone so incredibly boring
anne boyer âthe harm will come: it never doesnâtâ / julia armfield âto watch a horror movie is to know that something bad is going to happen. to have a body is really the same thingâ / hilary mantel âwe donât have to invite pain in, itâs waiting for us: sooner rather than laterâ / marie howe âyou know how weâve been waiting for the big pain to come? I think itâs here. I think this is it. I think itâs been here all alongâ / gregory orr âI want to go back to the beginning. we all do. I think: hurt wonât be there. but Iâm wrongâ / toni morrison âthe hurt was always thereâ / torrey peters âpain that had to be endured, withstood, pain that was the same as being alive, and so without endâ
#that one line from sharp objects âŠÂ #do you ever feel like bad things are going to happen and you canât stop them? you canât do anything you just have to wait?
#THE lake mungo quote #I feel like something bad is going to happen to me. I feel like something bad has happened. it hasnât reached me yet but itâs on its way
[text id:
"let me be gentle with you," he said, "allow me to feel your soul."
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George Seferis tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard, Last Stop
god's discarded puppet vessel
family tree (intro), ethel cain / tumblr post / to err is human, so don't be one, will wood / tumblr post / screenshots of despair / working for the knife, mitski / franz kafka / left alone, fiona apple
â With teeth, Kristen Arnett
[text ID: Maybe love is always a thing that's resting right on the edge of violence.]
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena JesenskĂĄ (Prague, September 14, 1920)
not writing, not not writing, but a secret third thing
letting my stories spin around my head like a microwave
epic that anxiety is not confined to the brain and just poisons every inch of the body. stomach. chest. neck. shoulders. everywhere else. really really cool