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Naiza H. Kha

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Were you safe?

I was never safe, even when I was most hidden. Even then I was waiting.

—Louise Glück, from Mutable Earth

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Jean Valentine, ‘Oh Demeter’

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ill be in the kitchen making evil meals 

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constantly wanting to be a completely forgettable person then getting absurdly emotional when i think people are starting to forget me then starting to forget the fact that i am a person because i have spent far too long isolating myself from the idea of myself 

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“Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable feminity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars–to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording–all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…” - Sylvia Plath

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spring, mary oliver

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I am still mourning my old self. The grief is eating me alive. 25.10.18

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On Being Ill, Virginia Woolf

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