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hey (with the intention of eating street food with you)
— Ernest Hemingway, from a letter to Martha Gellhorn.
i am so normal about this
inscribed; Je desir vous Ceruir
Alex Dimitrov, from "Love"
Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry
“Love is a gift that springs from an unlit spot. Resin and rue. Even when I’m in the dark I’m in the dark with you.”
— Alice Fulton, from “It Befalls Us, An Exchanged Glance, Reflective Spasm,” in “Triptych for Topological Heart,” Poetry (July / August 2014)
whats it like to lock your fingers with someone you love
“Truthfully, this is the fabric of all my fantasies: love shown not by a kiss or a wild look or a careful hand but by a willingness for research. I don’t dream of someone who understands me immediately, who seems to have known me my entire life, who says, I know me too. I want someone keen to learn my own strange organization, amazed at what’s revealed; someone who asks, and then what, and then what?
From The Giant’s House, Elizabeth McCracken
We need not talk at all, our eyes would whisper for us, and your hand fast in mine, we would not ask for language.
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Huntington Gilbert.
Have You Been Long Enough At Table, Leslie Sainz
PORTRAIT OF A LADY ON FIRE (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma
I knew no end to desiring you.
Roland Barthes, from ‘A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments’, tr. Richard Howard
Saw these luvers at the New Orleans Botanical Garden
“I cannot discern the flower scents, but I can tell her fragrance.”
— Yuan Zhen, excerpt from “Reminiscences (5 Poems)”
i made your favorite dish. i made you something you’ve never tried before. i love you. i spent twenty minutes chopping. my grandmother made this for me when i was little. i made this dairy free for you. i love you. i want to eat together. the onions made me cry. i love you. i learned this recipe for you. i love you. i made this special for your birthday. i love you. i know you don’t like peppers. i love you. i love you. i love you.