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Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"
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Bound, Jubi Arriola-Headley
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the ache of nostalgia
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Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings originally published in 2004
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Francesco Levy, The Constellations of Summer
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Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter featured in The Letters of Edna St. Vincent Millay
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are you in a good headspace to receive my triple barrage hell nightmare skeleton attack right now.
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Branch of Purple Lilacs - Maria Geertruida Barbiers-Snabilié
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Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in "Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends,"
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that scene where natalie wakes up from a nightmare and tries to comfort lottie when she realizes shes staring at the attic is...... so so important to me.
she couldve so easily just rolled over and pretended she didnt see anything. lottie wasnt facing her, she didnt know nat was woke up or saw her. she couldve kept to herself, calmed herself down from her nightmare, and tried to get some better sleep.
but she didnt. she has a brief moment of confusion and apprehension, like shes creeped out or something. but then she realizes its lottie, and calls out to her. when lottie doesnt respond, natalie, again, could have just like. sighed and rolled over and let it go. but instead she crawls over to her, looking just.. so fucking concerned and sad for lottie. her little 'hey...' as she gets closer, so lottie can know she's there. the reassurance that the body is gone, hes buried. a way of letting her know that she has nothing to be anxious about, theyre safe- even if nat herself doesn't believe they'd be in danger bc of a corpse.
natalie just knows all too well what its like to be scared of something, or someone, thats not there anymore. and even as she wakes up struggling with that very thing, she recognizes it in lottie, too, and just wants to quell it and comfort her
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