— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft
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— isa b. this survival hasn't been soft
“I want to fill my mouth with your name.”
— Pablo Neruda
Training my nervous system to choose an unfamiliar heaven instead of a familiar hell
there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed
the glass essay by anne carson
Kim Addonizio, Onset
Sidney Sheldon, “The Doomsday Conspiracy”
Anaïs Nin, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1927-1931
Text ID: I must build up a strong world within myself, so rich and so full that it will be enough. I must find all things in myself, create them. I must reach my own climaxes of strength and creation with my work.
Ilya Kaminsky, from "While the Child Sleeps, Sonya Undresses", Deaf Republic
Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet
Jeremy Radin, from "Lazar Wolf the Butcher" (poem written during staging of Fiddler on the Roof at Paper Mill Playhouse, shared on his IG page) [ID'd]
learning not to return to places where I miss the past but see no future
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Poor Folk (translated by C. J. Hogarth)
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HOW’S THAT HOUSE THAT RAISED YOU? - Lev St. Valentine
“In the case of Kafka, we know very little. We only know that he was very dissatisfied with his own work. Of course, when he told his friend Max Brod that he wanted his manuscripts to be burned, as Virgil did, I suppose he knew that his friend wouldn’t do that. If a man wants to destroy his own work, he throws it into a fire, and there it goes. When he tells a close friend of his, ‘I want all the manuscripts to be destroyed,’ he knows that the friend will never do that, and the friend knows that he knows and that he knows that the other knows that he knows and so on and so forth.”
— Jorge Luis Borges, interviewed in The Art of Fiction No. 39 (via utenah)
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