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"NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY," d.w.m.

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“I am beginning to despair and can see only two choices: either go crazy or turn holy.”

— The Alphabet in the Park: Selected Poems, ‘Serenade’ by Adélia Prado tr. Ellen Watson (via decreation)

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Dezider Tóth (Slovak, born 1947)

Sheet music LXIV. Weeping (Lamentácia), 1976–1978

Paint on paper, 45 x 62.5 cm

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 James Kane - Piers, 2022

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Knight by PJ Hamilton

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Hey there, I remain enthralled by the 8 lines i saw that you wrote about wrestling with gender. Was that the entirety of it or was there more? I’d be thrilled to read more.

hi! that is the entirety of that specific work. i have other pieces of poetry on my main blog @peternureyev though under this tag.

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George Brecht, Water Yam, 1963.

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Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "The Choice"

[Text ID: Someone in Hell is sitting beside you on the train. / Somebody burning unnoticed walks past in the street.]

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Yaroslav Gerzhedovich

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“[The angels] all have tired mouths and luminous, illimitable souls; and a longing (as if for sin) trembles at times through their dreams.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Book of Images; The Angels.

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I can’t stop thinking about this.

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Ojascki My Guardian And I” by Ojascki

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The Amityville Horror, 1979

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What Mo(u)rning Feels Like, Houston Cofield

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Sirene song 2021, Ragnhild May

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Mallorca, Spain 1958