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AN EXPATRIATE

[mcmlxxcvii]

Westside Gunn, Pray for Paris

[untrustyou]

Julie Renée Jones

[untrustyou]

William Cox

[futurneue]

[trashfuckpopsuicide]

[myeyesarefull]

[shootingsmack]

[malgorzatasajur]

Małgorzata Sajur

[drew-tate]

[mournfulroses]

When you write late at night it’s like a small fire in a clearing, it’s what radiates and what can hurt if you get too close to it.

Stephen Dunn, from Landscape at the End of the Century; “A Secret Life,” (via writemeanna)

[innerconsistency]

[sbsqnt]

[2000-lightyearsfromhome]

© Viviane Sassen

[shootingsmack]

[andren]

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[hapless-hollow]

Givenchy

My Personal Edit

[lifeinpoetry]

If you do not stay, how will they know you ever existed?

Imani Sims, from “Open Hearted,” published in Poetry On Buses (via lifeinpoetry)