Elizabeth Wilson, “Haunted Houses”
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Elizabeth Wilson, “Haunted Houses”
re-reading part three of tbosas and I was gobsmacked by how much of it is about Coriolanus tweaking out every time Sejanus isn’t in the same room as him
not even saying goodbye properly to his girlfriend because he has to run after Sejanus like okay gay ass
when my dad tells me stories about my grandfather, his eyes will fill with a harrowing mixture of tangible grief and immeasurable fondness: like it hurts him to remember, but it would hurt him even more to forget.
this is how i have come to understand grief: like it’s the scab of an ugly wound you pick and pick and pick at, because you know that beneath it, once, existed something beautiful, instead.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden
Agustina Bazterrica, The Unworthy (trans. Sarah Moses)
Leigh Bardugo, A Darker Shore: Letters from Ketterdam
Homer, The Odyssey (trans. Emily Wilson)