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richard siken quotes that are too relateable for their own good

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from the song neighbor joe:

She said hold me. She said she couldn’t sleep. She said she had a vision where she lay in the low weeds of the dry creek and her naked body covered with snakes. That’s how I’ll die she said. And I said I’d be glad to die with you that way.

it’s the sharing your unconquerable fear and thoughts and history with someone and them not being able to prevent it but willfully enduring it with you to make it not as unbearable. or at least not unbearable and alone.

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KNIFE

KNIFE. for sender to press the tip of a knife against someone's back.

Lee has dug the fine point of a knife into tree trunks, weaved canvas bags of dried corn poured out for his family's cattle, unshucked clams, fruits, his sister's earlobe when they were children and did not know how to pierce ears but she asked. But never to a person—never fatally. Through the thin insulation of Lee's cotton shirt, that tiny pressure below his shoulder blades could be the benign, blunt fingernail of a thumb. Lee knows it isn't. To the world because he cannot see Turstin's face behind him: "I'm not threatening you. I am trying to save you."

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the art of approaching someone with their back turned.

below is a list of prompts suitable for when you're approaching, or being approached, with your back turned to someone. some might be dark, triggers apply to this. if you wish for it to be reversed add + reverse (or flexible if you want to leave it up to the author.

(DRAG) for sender to drag a finger up or down receiver's back.

(GRAZE) for sender to graze their knuckles up or down receiver's back.

(HIDE) for sender to hide their face against receiver's back.

(KISS) for sender to leave a kiss against receiver's back.

(KNIFE) for sender to press the tip of a knife against someone's back.

(LIFT) for sender to lift away receiver's hair from their neck / back and leave a kiss.

(MASSAGE) for sender to massage receiver's back.

(NUZZLE) for sender to nuzzle their nose against receiver's back.

(NAILS) for sender to drag their nails down receiver's back.

(NEAR) for receiver to lay near to sender's back but not quite touching them.

(REST) for sender to lay on top of receiver's back for a rest.

(SLEEP) for sender to fall asleep on receiver's back.

(TICKLE) for sender to capture receiver and tickle them.

(WRAP) for sender to wrap around receiver from behind and pull them closely.

(WRITE) for receiver to write something against receiver's back.

(WHISPER) for receiver to whisper something against sender's back.

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Leon. Morin, Priest (1961)

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embarrassment has good bones

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riding on a city bus along the route that you have taken from your job, from the movies, from a hundred chinese meals, with the same late sun going down over the same peeling buildings and the same hot smell of water in the aftershower air, can be, in the wake a catastrophe, either a surrealistic nightmare of the ordinary or a plunge into the warm waters of beautiful routine.

featuring … a child soldier, an eclectic collection of players, a girl and her uncles, and small fry business owners turned mafia members. all blogs directed by laney.

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Katherine Arden, The Girl in the Tower

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interview with a vampire, anne rice.

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“Thinking is trying to think the unthinkable: thinking the thinkable is not worth the effort. Painting is trying to paint what you cannot paint and writing is writing what you cannot know before you have written: it is preknowing and not knowing, blindly, with words. It occurs at the point where blindness and light meet. Kafka says — one very small line lost in his writing — “to the depths, to the depths.”��

— Hélène Cixous, Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing

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“Defined in psychological terms, grace is something other than our self-conscious personal self, by which we are helped. We have experience of three kinds of such helps — animal grace, human grace and spiritual grace.”

— Aldous Huxley, The Perennial Philosophy

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His chin perches on his palm, knuckles curled into his cheek like a furled monstera leaf. "It's a good name. I've always liked Rufus." Whether Lee is referring to the name itself or the named is playfully unclear.

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Equally musing and challenging: "Will my opinion change yours?" As though what happens first is at all traditionally relevant to either of them.

fundamentally, it doesn't matter.

still, eden occasionally likes to pretend they live in a world of both dead-and-alive cats until the words are spoken out loud.

"— it might."

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THE DEVIL: in lee's narrative.

i saw the devil he looks like me, Max García Conover [x] / The Way I See Myself, Luca Ponsato [x] / Devil Like Me, Rainbow Kitten Surprise [x] / Lucifer, Franz Stuck [x] / Lucifer, Labor, and Lying, Poetry Foundation [x] / angels climb Jacob's Ladder, Bath Abbey [x]

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i'd like to hear your opinion before i tell you mine. / eden

Equally musing and challenging: "Will my opinion change yours?" As though what happens first is at all traditionally relevant to either of them.

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i'll keep your secret. / alma

Lee nods. Touched. Amused. "That's kind. Optimistic. I don't think anyone but you would believe it."