ainslie hogarth motherthing
kofi
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“The most mysterious love to me, now, is the love that I know has changed me but that I no longer remember. I think, I must have been a different person to accept love in that awful form, but I can’t quite grasp the details. It’s like trying to remember things from someone else’s life—impossible. I can only see myself now, and even then, barely.”
Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; “A Simple Woman,”
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You fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye
Margaret Atwood, from You Fit Into Me; Power Politics, 1971
(via megairea)
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“There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything.”
— Luna Adriana
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yūgen (幽玄)
“Pertaining to a profound awareness of the universe which evokes feelings that are inexplicably deep and too mysterious for words. At the core of the appreciation of beauty and art in Japan. It shows that real beauty exists when only a few words, or few brush strokes, can suggest what has not been said or shown and still awaken many inner thoughts and feelings.”
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Typewriter Series #2595 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Let every road be
a foggy road
and let me find them all.
Let the hours fill
with adventure, and
let my legs ache
from the wandering,
I was built for this,
and I’ve no use
for staying so
still.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
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Alone in my car
or at my desk, my lips
decant skyward this heaving prayer,
its destination undetermined,
its recipient unknown, its plea
to reconfigure the elements
on an atomic level
because I, too, have been
rearranged, parts of me taken
over, parts taken out, my self
unrecognizable to itself
— Elizabeth Onusko, from “Miscarriage,” published in Cosmonauts Avenue
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I'm sorry my heart is heavy and that I use it as a weapon
Donna Marie Riley
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“I want us to become a language for euphoria, an alphabet of limbs.”
— Adonis, from ‘Beginnings of the Body, Ends of the Sea (fragments)’, Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)
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This is what childhood felt like.
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“My interest at this moment is not really directed towards people but towards the sea and this profound sadness in myself…”
— Albert Camus, from a diary entry featured in “American Journals,
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Typewriter Series #2387 by Tyler Knott Gregson
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“I will be stronger than my sadness.”
— Jasmine Warga, My Heart and Other Black Holes
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