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there is something so intimate
about the backsides of your forearms
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I want to sleep with you, fall asleep and sleep. That magnificent folk word, how deep, how true, how unequivocal, how exactly what it says. Just – sleep. And nothing more. No, another thing: and know right into the deepest sleep that it is you. And more: how your heart sounds. And – kiss your heart.
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke featured in Letters: Summer 1926
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On lovers and names
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Chen Chen, from "weep ode #99"
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To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
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Yes it is and so it’s yours
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'Whats it called'
you ask me
'When you start to miss something you are about to leave behind?'
you say you don't know,
and also that's my thing
to put names
on peoples feelings
Oh how I would love to
find names for
your feelings
that you would slowly find the courage to share with me
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And when I dare to imagine
what it must be like
to be loved by you
with everything
that belongs to it
and everything
I deserve
my stomach flips
and I cant but
close my eyes
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And if youre feeling it too
why don't you knock on my door
I could sense that you also didnt want
to let go
when we had
our last hug
I realize how much your name hurts
not even on my tongue
but in my head is enough
dont wanna here it
dont wanna see your pictures
dont wanna place the letters
that make up your name
In the right order
what have you done to me
to make it hurt so bad
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#beauty
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Alex Dimitrov, from "Chance Visitors"
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jenny holzer
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oh my god there are so many books to read and instruments to learn and languages to speak and poems to write and oranges to eat and ideologies to study and songs to sing and films to watch and people to kiss and
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Good read on how sometimes something becomes too real too fast…..I need! To learn! To stop running from it!
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The only sorrow is that there is only one month of summer left and it has gone too quickly; I am hungry for it still and feeling cheated. There was never enough time and there was never enough summer.
Martha Gellhorn, from The Selected Letters of Martha Gellhorn
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