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please read by Mary Ruefle

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By Mary Ruefle

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I WILL DIE YOUR DAUGHTER.

susannah joffe // decayed & decrepit // unknown // mary ruefle // arcane (2021-2024) // haddon sundblom // ethel cain // delaniey hayles // hurray for the riff raff // jesse armstrong // unknown // tyler the creator // yasmin belkhyr // unknown

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Broken Spoke

by Mary Ruefle

You grow old. You love everybody. You forgive everyone. You think: we are all leaves dragged along by the wind. Then comes a splendid spotted yellow one — ah, distinction! And in that moment you are dragged under.

[nomorechoirs]

“Deconstruction” by Mary Ruefle

[eastofshane]

What did my hands do before they held him? What did my heart do, with this love?

[excerpts from "letters to milena", franz kafka || our little world, supernatural || the prisoner, supernatural || if yearning had a shape, it would look an awful lot like me, mayclair || lazarus rising, supernatural || dispair, supernatural || mary ruefle || goodbye stranger, supernatural || lost & found, supernatural || the touch, anne sexton || our father, who aren't in heaven, supernatural || city of bones (the mortal instruments, cassandra clare || the future, supernatural || galaxy brain, supernatural || I had a dream about you, richard siken || stuck in the middle (with you), supernatural || unkown || the bad seed, supernatural || three women, sylvia plath]

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The heart is a small closed space, a symbol or souvenir of the inner life, the secret life, the silent life. It is liable to come apart if you touch it.

— Mary Ruefle, from “On Secrets,” in Madness, Rack, and Honey (Wave Books, August 7, 2012) (via Alive on All Channels)

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Mary Ruefle