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Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across: Poems by Mary Lambert

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by Molly Buford

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whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

LizzieOrmian.redbubble.com

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette

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Sylvia Plath, from Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices [ID in alt text]

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[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish

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Sylvia Plath, from Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices [ID in alt text]

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Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda.” [ID in alt text]

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Robert Bly, "Depression," from A Mind Apart: Poems of Melancholy, Madness, and Addiction

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Daphne du Maurier, from The Parasites

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Joan Didion, from The Year of Magical Thinking

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we're all so lucky that a cat can be orange. that's such an incredible color for a cat to be

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lungs.

I don’t want to know how the moon  glistens under this earth or how the sky chases each star to wink towards the heavens or how the universe  helps us collide with our fate I just want to know  how your breath will detail my skin 

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from abell 2218 by eric gamalinda, published in amigo warfare: poems

[Text ID: I use my body to find love. I eat all the wrong foods. I believe what I see with my own two eyes. Fear eats me. I have to look for a job. I can sprint faster than sound. I burn forever, I have no end. /End ID]

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Amy Hempel, "Cloudland", Sing to It

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joan didion, “on self-respect”