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July is ending and I’ve lost the hope in who I was meant to become

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It is August. My life is going to change. I feel it.

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Exist slowly, softly like the trees

Ada Limón, Mowing // Shaun Tan, The Blue Cow // Shaun Tan, A Temple for Cows //Czesław Miłosz, Notes // Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

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Elaine Castillo, America Is Not The Heart Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit Ijeoma Umebinyuo, ‘Confessions’, Questions for Ada Mohamad Hafez, Baggage series Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited Anne Carson, ‘The Glass Essay’, Glass, Irony, and God Margaret Atwood, ‘November’, You Are Happy Richard Siken, ‘Boot Theory’, Crush

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Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark

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“It all began in another city and another life. That’s why I can’t write this story the way I would like to—as if I were still there, still just only that other person. I find it difficult to talk about streets and faces as if I saw them every day. I can’t find the correct tenses.”

— Valeria Luiselli, from Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)

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soul (2020) / Raymond carver / Stephen chbosky / Mitski / thornton wilder / Mary Oliver / Sylvia Plath

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reasons.

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Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

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Franz Wright, from “East Boston, 1996; Night Walk,” in God’s Silence

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peter brown / marcel rieder / sally storch / edward hopper / philip geiger / warren chang

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“It’s not sadness, though it may sound like it. I’m thinking about people and trees and how I wish I could be silent more, be more tree than anything else, less clumsy and loud, less crow, more cool white pine, and how it’s hard not to always want something else, not just to let the savage grass grow.”

— Ada Limon, Bright Dead Things