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'...meet me in the moonfire gardens'
Isn’t what we call eroticism this vertiginous desire to be swallowed up, the pull-back and the attraction toward the pit, toward Death?
FRANÇOIS PERALDI — Cited in Dark Eros: The Imagination of Sadism (Ed. Thomas Moore), (1990)
"Silences are part of the conversation. Silence is another way for words to live, and there are things that cannot be said in any other way."
Mia Couto
The Long and Short of It, Richard Siken
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from Rien ne va plus
[Text ID: “You were always leaving. I always picture you with a suitcase in your hand. I can’t picture you sitting at a desk. I always see you in motion.”]
Simone de Beauvoir, from The Woman Destroyed; "The Monologue”
Text ID: I'm not afraid of your hatred I walk clean through it.
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
Centaur visant les Nues (Centaur Aiming at the Clouds), Odilon Redon, 1895
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“I thought I understood the forest from the days when I was lost in it. Oh, proud trees, so tall and hard, I thought. You would not bend to make me feel less small. You would stand still and watch me die.”
— Keturah and Lord Death (Martine Leavitt)
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It was as if something was perpetually tugging her downward, toward the underworld, the mess, the dirt, and the filth, as if she was unable to feel disgust when others did and was overwhelmed by fascination instead.
Ia Genburg, The Details, tr. Kira Josefsson
'Cendrillon' by Anne Bachelier.