Only for a second she touched me and then she was gone and I was left with my heart smashing at my chest…
Jeanette Winterson, from The Passion
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Kate Baer, from And Yet: Poems; “40”
[Text ID: “because sometimes it is easier to / write yourself out of the play / than to face another breakfast.”]
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nikolai lantsov & zoya nazyalensky belong to leigh bardugo.
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Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”
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Happy holidays, y'all!!!!!
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“I am not actually tired, but numb and heavy, and can’t find the right words.”
— Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer, c. November 1912
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“For a long time, she held a special place in my heart. I kept this special place just for her, like a “Reserved” sign on a quiet corner table in a restaurant. Despite the fact that I was sure I’d never see her again.”
— Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun
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“I want to calm down, to rest, to outlive this nonsense.”
— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Dennis Farrell written c. June 1962
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“I am a collection of dismantled almosts.”
— Anne Sexton, “Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters”
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Tawfik Zayyad, tr. by Mohammed Sawaie, from Tent Generations: Palestinian Poems; “I firmly clasp your hands”
[Text ID: “I firmly clasp your hands, / I kiss the earth beneath your feet / and declare: I sacrifice myself for you. / I give you the light of my eyes as a gift, / I give you the warmth of my heart. / The tragedy I live / is my share of your own.”]
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