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Else Lasker-Schüler, tr. by Michael Hamburger, from “Georg Grosz,” written c. June 1917 (x)
I saw the
dark of the night and I wanted it. desire for a
dark thing was a dark thing in me.
— Shay Vera-Cruz, from “Hollowing,” published in Bombus Press
all i want // walk the moon
i hate my work but i’m in control–
killer // the hoosiers
Suffering is like anything else. Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste.
Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom (via booksqouted)
Grief is like a splinter deep into every fingertip; to touch anything is torture.
Erin Kelly, Broadchurch (via booksqouted)
… what I am aches in me.
Fernando Pessoa, from “I See Boats Moving,” Selected Poems (via lifeinpoetry)
are you still happening there, in your body?
Joy Katz, from “December, Fever,” All You Do Is Perceive (via lifeinpoetry)
Tell me, Atlas. What is heavier: The world or its people’s hearts?
Darshana S, Atlas still stands but does anyone else? (via darshanasuresh)
Your heart is raw and bleeding. Everything is strange and terrible.
Vasily Grossman, tr. by Robert Chandler, from “Everything Flows,” (via daughterofchaos)
Dear terror, / I came looking and I find you everywhere.
Camille Rankine, from “Dear Enemy:,” Incorrect Merciful Impulses (via lifeinpoetry)
I am badlands, red dust, war-torn. / I am torn. I am torn.
Logan February, from “Self-Portrait as Damaged Goods,” published in The Shallow Ends (via lifeinpoetry)
I can only speak of dark things.
Ingeborg Bachmann, tr. by Eavan Boland, from “To Speak of Dark Things,” (via blogtruenorth)
Fui. Non sum. […] I was. I am not.
William Faulkner, from The Sound and the Fury. (via xshayarsha)
“Deeply I go down into myself. My god is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.”
— Rainer Maria Rilke
You clumsy bootlegger…I gifted you the will of gunpowder, a matchstick tongue, and all you managed was a shredded sweater and a police warning? You should be legend by now. Boy in an orange jumpsuit, a headline. ind. Yasuo of League ( canon div., semi selective ) art cred. / banner cred.