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“If I can make my language flat enough, exact enough, if I can rinse each sentence clean enough, like washing a stone over and over again in river water, if I can find the right perch or crevice from which to record everything, if I can give myself enough white space, maybe I could do it. I could tell you this story while walking out of this story.” — Maggie Nelson, from The Red Parts

“I want to tell you this story without having to confess anything…I want to tell you this story without having to be in it.” — Richard Siken, from The Torn-Up Road

“By telling stories, you objectify your own experience. You separate it from yourself. You pin down certain truths. You make up others.” — Tim O'Brien from The Things They Carried

“In order to record a tale, something must always be lost. Some things must be left unsaid and disguised. The art of storytelling, his brother said, is all about where and how to leave the voids.” — Lindsey Drager, from The Archive of Alternate Endings

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by strongerpotions on twitter

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on self-hatred

? // carrie, 1976 // ask polly: help, i'm the loneliest person in the world, heather havrilesky // blood wedding and yerma, federico garcia lorca // nicole rifkin // ? // the stream of life, clarice lispector

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Signalis (2022) [H.P. Lovecraft, The Festival] /Sagittarius A* / Kathy Acker, Pussy, King of the Pirates / Outer Wilds (2020) / Is There a God-Shaped Hole at the Heart of Mathematics? / Drain for overflowing water at Sambuco Dam, Lavizzara Valley / ? / Thomasin Frances, Hole Theory (15/10/2022) / Bryan’s Ground, a public garden in Herefordshire on the Welsh border. / odd, weird, strange and unusual / Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves / Evil (2019-2014) / Judas H., Overflowing With Empty / Illustration of the Annular Eclipse of 1836 from “A fourteen weeks course in descriptive astronomy”, Joel Dorman Steele (1836-1886) / @imdad_barbhuyan on Instagram / The moon’s Copernicus crater. Through magic glasses. 1890. / Kaveh Akbar / Dune (2021) / x / Dmitry Kochanovich, Epiphany (Russian,b. 1972) / The Silt Verses, Chapter 41: But As My Last Breath Splits My Throat / Yousif M. Qasmiyeh, The Camp is a Bait for Time / Darina Muravjeva, Hole / Hilde Heynen in Heterotopia and the City / x / Leonard Cohen, Beautiful Losers / x /  Louise Glück, from Descending Figure / Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet: An Essay. / Caitlyn Siehl, What We Buried; from “A Letter To Love” / Lara de Moor, Orb (2014) / Sam Sax, Pig / The National - Wake Up Your Saints / Aleksander Rostov / Sanna Wani, from “Princess Mononoke (1997)”, My Grief, the Sun / Gregory Orr, [i want to go back] / Thomas Ott / ? / Judas H., Overflowing With Empty / James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room / Massive sinkhole swallows house in Florida / Edna St Vincent Millay, in Letters (1952) /Silent Hill 4 (2004) / @/vren-diagram / Anne Boyer, What Resembles the Grave But Isn’t / Law of Holes / Scarlet Hollow (2021) / China Miéville, from Railsea

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how to wash a heart, bhanu kapil

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I love soulmates but also this-

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“I don’t mind being killed, but I don’t want them to touch me.”

— excerpt from Antigone by Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere)

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E. Hughes, from "My Mother at Twenty-One"

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Cecil Castellucci, First Day on Earth

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Poem no title

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longing for something you can never return to

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When i worked for the forest service my coworker jordans ex girlfriend would mail him ziploc bags of half smoked hand rolled cigarettes because she only liked the taste of the first half and we would smoke her lipstick stained rollies on the shore of some crystal clear glacial lake and our coworkers called us big red and lil red and one time we had to shoot our injured horse in the head and blow up the body with dynamite and this fine pink mist floated so soft and slow in the beams of sunlight coming through the hemlocks and later that night we got a jug of wine and laid in the grass under a sky with more stars than id ever seen before or since and jordan told me about how he spent 25k on alcohol the year before and how he watched a guy blow his head off playing russian roulette and how he used to chase antelopes in wyoming as a kid and never caught one and of course he didnt but he said that explains his whole life. But jordan didnt call me lil red he called me virginia and ive never loved a nickname more and i think about him everytime i smoke a hand rolled cigarette and everytime i see a horse with a bald face and everytime i take a big fat line and remember im also just a dumb kid thats never gonna catch the antelopes

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Emily Palermo, What I Could Never Confess Without Some Bravado //  Word of Honor/山河令 , 天涯客/ Faraway Wanderers // Geoffrey Hill, Odi Barbare // Natalie Wee, from “Our Bodies and Other Fine Machines”  // Neil Hilborn, A Place Where Someone Loves You // L.M. Dorsey, She is Made of Chalk // Leila Chatti, Faulty // Katie Ward, Girl Reading // Trista Mateer

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"Mirror" by Rita Dove

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Savannah Brown, from Closer Baby Closer; “Notes on your dramatic exit from the house party”

[Text ID: “OH YOU DO LOVE THEM / YOU DO / JUST NOT / IN THE WAY THAT LETS BOTH OF YOU LIVE”]