Patricia A. McKillip, from her book titled "The Book of Atrix Wolfe," originally published in 1995

if i look back, i am lost
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Patricia A. McKillip, from her book titled "The Book of Atrix Wolfe," originally published in 1995
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933
— Greg Santora
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933
Li Qingzhao, from a poem titled "Late Spring," featured in The Complete Poems of Li Qingzhao
Paul Verlaine, from a poem titled "Lover's Chat", featured in 100 and One Poems by Paul Verlaine
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 3. (1923-1927)
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a poem titled "Interim," featured in The Complete Poems of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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White Oleander, Peter Kosminsky, 2002
Ada Limón, from "Against Breaking: On the Power of Poetry," originally published in April 2026
— Natalie Diaz, Postcolonial Love Poem
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
GINGER SNAPS
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When Franz Kafka said, "I ran from love because I knew it would destroy me. " but Fyodor Dostoevsky said, "I ran into love because I needed it to destroy who I used to be. "