the prettiest 💜
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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the prettiest 💜
Caitlyn Siehl, from What We Buried; “Kindling”
[Text ID: “I am all mouth, with teeth like kindling. / Do not kiss me before you know this. / I am all hunger, all restraint and poised bones, coiled spine, patient spring.”]
Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”
[Text ID: “stop fighting, but I am not / fighting. I am noticing / where I don’t exist. / I should leave.”]
James Baldwin, Giovanni's Room
Late August, Early September (1998)
Elite Short Stories: Carla & Samuel
Craig Santos Perez, from “Love in a Time of Climate Change”
[Text ID: I love you as one loves the most vulnerable / species: urgently, between the habitat and its loss. / I love you as one loves the last seed saved / within a vault,]
babygirl you are so cyclical and self-destructive that an ouroboros would swallow you by mistake
Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 2, 1928-9; Monday, November 5
Text ID: —I have so much love in me that I would like to cry;
Carolyn Kizer, From Yin; “For Sappho: After Sappho”
“He carried her name on his lips like a burn, a scar, a memory of sin, never being able to sound it out or swallow it in.”
— VàZaki Nada
Emotionally I have little pink hearts floating around my head like a cartoon character who's in love
*uses my thumbs to lift my bra straps like an old timey political man would with his suspenders* im the mayor of titty city, bitch
ok i’ve washed my hair and put on a big t shirt there is no mental illness in this body