[weltenwellen]

Maya C. Popa, from “Spring”, Wound Is the Origin of Wonder

[theoptia]

“She was a woman who would love but once, and give everything.”

— Daphne du Maurier, from Don’t Look Now, Stories; “La Sainte-Vierge”

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

[metamorphesque]

"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)

[feral-ballad]

Zehra Naqvi, from The Knot of My Tongue: Poems and Prose; “Grocery Shopping”

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[weltenwellen]

Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame

[weltenwellen]

Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame

[cache-e]

“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”

Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939

[cache-e]

“I have died for the smallest things. Nothing washes off”

Angela Jackson, from "The Love of Travelers," And All These Roads Be Luminous: Poems Selected and New

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Mary Kate Teske

[metamorphesque]

― Louise Glück, October

[weltenwellen]

Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"

[weltenwellen]

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

[feral-ballad]

Marie Howe, from What the Living Do; “Watching Television”

[annori]

Donna Tartt, from The Goldfinch (2013)

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from Lucifer at the Starlite: Poems; “You with the crack running through you”

[morepeachyogurt]

marlena by julie buntin