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What are we but leeches now - loathsome, secretive, without justification. The old romance is gone. So let us take on a new meaning. I crave the bright lights as I crave blood. I crave the divine visibility. I crave war.
--- The Vampire Lestat
“What am I, if not yours? What do I do with my hands when they are just hands?”
— Olivia Gatwood, The Lover as a Cult, found in Life of the Party (via angelealowes)
BEFORE SUNSET 2004 | dir. Richard Linklater
musings on hands
Ocean Vuong, Don Snyder, Richard Siken, Masao Yamamoto, Franz Kafka, Hussein Chalayan, Sylvia Plath
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Brandon and Phillip + Silent Communication in Rope (1948) dir. Alfred Hitchcock
desire is suffering
The Love of God and Affliction, Simone Weil (tr. Emma Craufurd)
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LEE PACE 2021 | Emma Louise Swanson ph. for Esquire // MET Gala 2021
Where it Begins, Erica Jong
[ID: The corruption begins with the mouth, / the tongue, the wanting. / The first poem in the world / is I want to eat.]
“Rôti”
“You have a fever.”
TOM HIDDLESTON as Will Ransome in THE ESSEX SERPENT Episode 04: Everything Is Blue 2022 | dir. Clio Barnard
If I can put each thing into its place, there will be a place for the boat to land where the clock doesn’t tick, where the body is unlocked from pain, where the wood thrush sings again after the rain.
Minnie Bruce Pratt, from “Getting Through the Night”, magnified
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