#Saeed Jones

[wordscanbeenough]

Saeed Jones, How We Fight For Our Lives

[asoftepiloguemylove]

on death and rebirth

Ottessa Moshfegh My Year of Rest and Relaxation / @fadedkawasaki / 重庆森林 Chungking Express (1994) dir. 王家卫 Wong Kar-wai / Saeed Jones How We Fight for Our Lives / Katie Maria The Memory of a Memory / Ursula Le Guin Dragonfly; The Tales from Earthsea / 벌새 House of Hummingbird (2018) dir. 김보라 Kim Bora / pinterest

[geryone]

Alive at the End of the World, Saeed Jones

[deviika]

Chelsea Hodson // Saeed Jones

[lifeinpoetry]

The Essential American Worker

— Saeed Jones, from Alive at the End of the World

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America kills me, then says “now get back to work.”

[It’s 7 p.m. again; it’s time to clap.]

[It’s 7 p.m. again; it’s time to clap.]

[It’s 7 p.m. again; it’s time to clap.]

I know

a ghost like mine don’t come cheap.]

[lunchboxpoems]

SAEED JONES

[soracities]

Saeed Jones, from "After Last Night". Prelude to Bruise: Poems [transcript in ALT]

[deadpoetneenzs]

🌿 life has not forgotten you

[thebluesthour]

A moonless night cliff-side steals the sea from us. What was sapphire beyond churlish blue is just howl now: waves darker than closed eyelids.

Saeed Jones, from "After Last Night"

[beguines]

Saeed Jones, "Nocturne: Beheaded"

[wordscanbeenough]

Saeed Jones, How We Fight For Our Lives

[asoftepiloguemylove]

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Lidia Yuknavitch The Chronology of Water: A Memoir // Jeanette Winterson Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via @weltenwellen) // Hozier Take Me to Church // blue (2002) dir. 安藤尋 Hiroshi Ando // Richard Siken Cover Story (via @kvothes) // Saeed Jones How We Fight for Our Lives // Hozier Take Me to Church // 渚のシンドバッド Like Grains of Sand (1995) dir. 橋口亮輔 Ryosuke Hashiguchi // Clarice Lispector

[hauntedbythenarrative]

On loneliness as hunger

The Lonely City, Olivia Laing//Alive at the End of the World, Saeed Jones//Faithless, Joyce Carol Oates

[guulabii]

when richard siken wrote “i’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting” / when pylades said i’ll take care of you, orestes pushed him away saying ‘it’s rotten work’ but pylades stood his ground: “not to me, not if it’s you.” / when joo yeo jeong says “i’ll do it, i’ll be your headsman. i’ll join the sword dance. tell me, what do you want me to do first. how do you want me to do it? who do you want me to kill first?” / when amal and max wrote “i want to be a body for you. i want to chase you, find you, i want to be eluded and teased and adored; i want to be defeated and victorious— i want you to cut me, sharpen me.” / when amy dunne says, “i’ve killed for you, who else can say that?” / when franz kafka wrote “love is, that you are the knife which i plunge into myself” / when kate bush sang, “spilt me open with devotion, you put your hands in and rip my heart out / when benjamin alire sáenz wrote “break me, I am bread. I will be the water for your thirst” / when sylvie baumgartel wrote “my ribcage exists for you to open so you can hold and eat my heart” / when saeed jones wrote “look at the weapon I’ve made of myself. You want to cut yourself on me, don’t you?” / when margaret atwood wrote “if i love you is that a fact or a weapon?” / when anne carson translated these words: “h of h: i cannot rise. too heavy with filth and sin”. “th: give me your hand.” “h of h: I’ll stain you”. “th: i’ll take it.” / 

[lifeinpoetry]

But silence has never stopped me from praying. Alive, how many nights did I spend knelt between the knees of gods and men begging for rain, rent, and reasons to remain?

— Saeed Jones, from "A Memory," Alive at the End of the World

[userparamore]

a spell to banish grief, from “alive at the end of the world” by saeed jones