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*picking up rocks and clumps of moss and placing them carefully in my jacket pockets* inventory
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All the honeys
Anne Carson, “The Glass Essay” in Glass, Irony and God
“Study me as much as you like, you will never know me, for I differ a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes, and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.”
— Rumi
“tonight the landscape is fired by moonlight…and I am thinking of you.”
— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Dennis Farrell featured in A Self-Portrait in Letters (via watchoutforintellect)
me, reading about women in Ancient Greece who could devote their entire lives to being a virgin priestess of hallucinogenic honey: god I wish that was me