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The great Persian poet Hafez wrote,

"Start seeing everything as God, but keep it a secret." I still have no idea what I mean when I say God, but I see it everywhere. I mean it intensely. I write poems and, yes, books about it. I read about it constantly, which seems, counterintuitively, to only deepen its secret. Close your eyes. Imagine in your head a bladeless knife with no handle.

Do you see how the image recedes from view the more language I add to it? A bladeless knife. With no handle.

Written by Kaveh Akbar

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my bf is so pretty🌸🌺🌷🩷

hey just wanted to leave these pics of this diva here for yall :p

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hey just wanted to leave these pics of this diva here for yall :p

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he’s a bad dream, nicotine, druggie complication she’s a peace sign, tea time, drinker on occasion

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sunrise on the reaping is just this onion headline over and over again:

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I showed my dog my iPhone 5 and she said

"this is as large as a phone

ever needed to be, your kind's waste is intolerable

and you have turned

our paradise amongst the stars

into a tomb".

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Maysilee Donner. Sunrise on the Reaping (2025).

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lucy gray taking a bow after her reaping song. haymitch applauding snow while presenting him with louella’s corpse. katniss twirling around in a flaming dress in front of the entire country. peeta painting a portrait of rue for the gamemakers.

district twelve really said, “you want a show? we’ll give you a show.”

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she had a library

a poem from the book fleeting things by rachel h

she had a library, you see,

with many different stories to loan.

but the ones you couldn't borrow

were those that were her own.

they sat there on the bookshelf,

abandoned, collecting dust,

for those she used to show them to

had all broken her trust.

there were some chapters

that to them looked out of place,

and even some words

that they had tried to erase.

there were some empty shelves

because of all the stories they took

and other shelves full of tales

that had never been given a look.

one day a boy came in

and began to fill his cart

with all the books

she'd written from her heart.

at first, she was terrified

but he promised to stay

and read every single one

without stopping halfway.

he brushed off the dust

from the stories that were forgotten

and worked through the pile

until he finally reached the bottom.

then through the stacks of books

he began to try to weave—

you can imagine her heartbreak

when he got up to leave.

but he grabbed her hand

and led her through the door,

for this was just one library

and there were many more.

he told her that he loved

every single word he read,

and he wasn't forgetting her library

but showing her his instead.

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If I Had Three Lives

After "Melbourne" by the Whitlams

If I had three lives, I'd marry you in two.

The other? Perhaps that life over there at Starbucks, sitting alone, writing a memoir, maybe a novel or this poem. No kids probably, a small apartment with a view of the river, and books—lots of books-and time to read.

Friends to laugh with, and a man sometimes, for a weekend, to remember what skin feels like when it's alive. I'd be thinner in that life, vegan, practice yoga. I'd go to art films, farmers markets, drink martinis in swingy skirts and big jewelry.

I'd vacation on the Maine coast and wear a flannel shirt weekend guy left behind, loving the smell of sweat and aftershave more than I did him. I'd walk the beach at sunrise, find perfect shell spirals and study pockmarks water makes in sand. And I'd wonder sometimes if I'd ever find you.

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when your circle small but y’all doomed by the narrative

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Maysilee Dooner having to witness the mockingjay pin she hates with every fiber of her soul, being turned into the symbol of the revolution because her lovely niece gave it to Katniss before her Games.

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💭💭💭

when u rlly think ab it harry potter was just a rich jock who married his high school sweetheart and became a cop...

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botany lore drop time w ur local biologist: burdock root is a medicinal plant with anti inflammatory and antibacterial properties. it’s family? asteraceae. order? asterales. clade? asterid.

suzanne i’m in ur fucking walls

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I just realized that mags said she wanted to die protecting her district partner then died in cf protecting her district partner.