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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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do yall know about this
Bella Hadid for Vivienne Westwood AW 2020
i hit rock bottom like every 5 hours
dont be afraid to be a cunt ... its the only thing we have left ...
Margaret Atwood, from Procedures for Underground; "Frame,"
Courtney Love, 1999
Natalie Díaz, from “American Arithmetic”, Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)
The Words Come, They Choke Me
by Leila Chatti
for Deah, Yusor, and Razan
Too many times I have written this poem: blood a dark ink, moon a bullet hole.
My tongue flaps useless as a bird. The words come, they choke me.
Somewhere, always, smoke. Somewhere, always, something burning, something snuffed.
The sun set again, bled like a wound. I stood; nothing could
move me. The world went on spinning tiredly, & like that I survived another day.
I breathe & life keeps coming. It feels simple enough
that I know to be suspicious. Tonight, dark as a flint chip, candles each a pinprick. I swallow
a flame within me, shelter it as the sky dons her black veil.
The Amityville Horror (1979)
I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.
Virginia Woolf, from The Diary of Virginia Woolf
Chloë Sevigny photographed by Sarah Blais for Family Style Magazine, Spring 2024
Sorry I didn’t reply to your messages I was busy being that one homie that’s not gonna make it
never in between
Yohji Yamamoto Fall/Winter 1999