𝕷𝖚𝖕𝖚𝖘 𝕽𝖊𝖝

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[dappermouth]

ghost summers fade into night.

[dappermouth]

On the day when the rain fell and flooded the ground, the sign of the wolf appeared outside of town.

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

[old-school-romantics]

-Mia Hollow

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters/ Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke dated 23 March 1964

[lunaotic]

My entry for DTIYS - Lunaotic

[feral-ballad]

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”]

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

[typodescript]

[text: Life comes in clusters, clusters of solitude, then a cluster when there is hardly time to breathe.]

[ivynightshade]

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.]

[llovelymoonn]

james baldwin giovanni's room

kofi

[geryone]

Maker of Heaven &, Jason Myers

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Hélène Cixous, from “Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing.”

[flowerytale]

James Baldwin, from Another Country

[weltenwellen]

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

[weltenwellen]

Tony Hoagland, from “How It Adds Up”

[latibule-e-deactivated20231012]

— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947.

[lunamonchtuna]

— Margaret Atwood, We Are Hard from Power Politics: Poems (via lunamonchtuna)