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ghost summers fade into night.
On the day when the rain fell and flooded the ground, the sign of the wolf appeared outside of town.
May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
-Mia Hollow
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters/ Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke dated 23 March 1964
My entry for DTIYS - Lunaotic
Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “Savaging”
[Text ID: “I woke up having / forgotten even your faces, / but remembered / my hunger. What if this is all / I am left with: / memories of my young body / rifling through refuse”]
May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
[text: Life comes in clusters, clusters of solitude, then a cluster when there is hardly time to breathe.]
fatima aamer bilal, from being unwanted is a language.
[text id: the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. / being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.]
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Maker of Heaven &, Jason Myers
— Hélène Cixous, from “Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing.”
James Baldwin, from Another Country
Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
Tony Hoagland, from “How It Adds Up”
— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947.
— Margaret Atwood, We Are Hard from Power Politics: Poems (via lunamonchtuna)