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You feel you’ve been here, once before — a memory that was not quite yours.
A good place to hide a dead body is in a spacesuit, sitting in a roadster, heading to Mars.
“Terrible, sad, ardent, solitary.”
— Juan Ramón Jiménez, tr by Robert Bly, from Writings; “The Solitary Poplar,”
i am not enough and it’s eating me alive
A love so strong it hurts...
mateo te amo muxo
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Strange, the way it felt like home–to wander through the dark, alone.
“A lo único a lo que se acostumbra es a ser abandonado.”
— DIARIOS, Alejandra Pizarnik (1968)
“Hold onto your voice. Hold onto your breath.”
— Richard Siken, from “You Are Jeff”
“All my life was like an autumn day, full of gray quiet and a hazy peace.”
— Sara Teasdale, from Helen of Troy & Other Poems; “Beatrice,” wr. c. 1929
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