damagaratsa
damagaratsa
I LOVED YOU & YOU KNEW IT
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damagaratsa · 3 years ago
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“I am not here. I have no face. Other people have faces…Their world is the real world. The things they lift are heavy. They say Yes, they say No; whereas I shift and change and am seen through in a second.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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damagaratsa · 4 years ago
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Mary Oliver, We should be well prepared
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damagaratsa · 4 years ago
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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PLEASE LOOK AFTER MOM, kyung-sook shin, trans. chi-young kim
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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And that’s okay.
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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the house as a site of trauma
clementine von radics, from “courtney love prays to oregon” / gregor schneider, haus ur / natalia ginzburg, from the little virtues / I am the pretty thing that lives in the house (2016) / mahmoud darwish, from “a river dies of thirst” / li-young lee, from “with ruins” / lost river (2014) / salma deera, from “when god talks to your father”
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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Anne Carson, excerpt from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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i can’t help but wrap my arms around the story of my life if only mom had cared to hold me for a second in her sight
the way she used to look through me (if i’d cried, would you have cared?) still has me wondering if i’m right to hate just how she stared
there’s a loss of love between us two where something gentle ought to be an aching maw of nothingness you scare me, so i leave
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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if you          can think
      yourself         better    you             can also make               yourself       sick
with love                         call it mania         for                             a collective
      breakdown              a stress response against      a line of               history
that        speeds         fast     like red metal                 towards dense fog
— Jessica Q. Stark, from “Conversion Disorders in the Burn Pits, Please Take Flight,” Savage Pageant
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damagaratsa · 5 years ago
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Quote by Anne Carly
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the torn-up road by richard siken - geoff mcfetridge
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