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Caroline M. Mar, from "Intelligible"

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In my quiet in my bedroom in my on my own. Where there’s a mirror that is empty. Where there’s a worn out pair of pants. Where my shoes lie turned over. Where hairs are knot and fall behind the radiator. Where the smell of empty spreads out across the air.

Eimear McBride, A girl is a half-formed thing

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From Jordan Hirsch's chapbook, Both Worlds, available from Bottlecap Press!

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s. f. solstice, "a certain reminder"

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toss and turn in the night,

flip my head this way and that,

but my stomach still churns

from last night's dinner, or

anticipation— i think

my soul senses what's to come;

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Sappho, tr. by Anne Carson from if Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

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Nikos Engonopoulos, from Bolívar, a Greek Poem

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my fragile mind remains

conflicted and overwhelmed;

strings of fate tug

every which way.

know that what will come

is of our own volition, and

i will not leave you alone.

if you died here,

i would carry you home.

"beyond superficial."

d.b.a

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In the cloister I describe the cultivated immovable shape of darkness.

— Ciro Romero, A Scar Where Goodbyes Are Written: An Anthology of Venezuelan Poets in Chile, transl by David M. Brunson, (2023)

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Mahmoud Darwish, Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (trans. Ibrahim Muhawi) [ID'd]

on context: "[set during] the 1982 Israeli invasion of Lebanon and the shelling of Beirut [...] Memory for Forgetfulness is an extended reflection on the invasion and its political and historical dimensions. It is also a journey into personal and collective memory. What is the meaning of exile? What is the role of the writer in time of war? What is the relationship of writing (memory) to history (forgetfulness)?" (source)

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verso books has made books on palestine, mass protests, and student rebellions free to download on their website

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antique cherubine with doves heart locket

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Anne Sexton, from The Black Art

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— franz kafka, letters to felice‎

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It’s been seven months since we were in the same place