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“I only dream of your ankles brushed by dark violets, of honeybees above you murmuring into a crown.”

— Mary Szybist, from “Hail,” Incarnadine: Poems

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saying your names, richard siken

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mary oliver, ‘from this river, when i was a child, i used to drink’

[ID: “‘What, precisely, will you grieve for?’ For the river. For myself, my lost joyfulness. For the children who will not know what a river can be—a friend, a companion, a hint of heaven.” end ID]

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“…not one second of calm has been granted me; nothing has been granted me,”

— Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská, from Letters to Milena

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don’t ever let me come down from your love

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song jiyang twirling his sword while wearing airpods

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“You kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only the sun has come this close, only the sun.”

— Shauna Barbosa, excerpt of “GPS”, in Cape Verdean Blues

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「オア、アイカ」 (Oar, Aika) Ikenaga Yasunari, 2017

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“Your eyes. Your eyes. Eyes with teeth. Terrible as obsidian. The days to come in those eyes, the days gone by. And beneath that fierceness, something ancient and tender as rain.”

— Sandra Cisneros, from Woman Hollering Creek; “Eyes of Zapata,” c. 1991 (via dmaurier)

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willows in moonlight, fatal journey (2020)

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ocean vuong / john green / donna tartt / mac’s love letter to dennis / richard paul evans / holly black

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gentle earth // retroluvv // andrea gibson, I sing the body electric; especially when my power is out

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“You are a misplaced flower. Do not be confused by the roses and lilies around you. You are as vital to our survival as they are, my sweet dandelion.”

— Noe Pineda

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Life can be so wonderful (2007), dir. Osamu Minorikawa

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cursedsuggestion​:

you separate parts of your life based on trauma. you wait for a new disaster to mark your rebirth. you are forever tethered to ghosts of yourself.