#collected prose

[virtuouslibertines69]

"I am still soft, and I can be like wax in your hands. Take me, give me a form, finish me." - Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Collected Prose; “Ewald Tragy,”

Painting by Roberto Ferri

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’

[text id: my fist has always been clenched around the handle of an invisible suitcase. / i am always ready to leave. / there is not a single room in this world where i belong.]

[zonetrente-trois]

[feral-ballad]

Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, from Rien ne va plus

[Text ID: “I would have preferred if you had loved me less and understood me more.”]

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

Eat Clean

[lucidloving]

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[mournfulroses]

D. H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works of D. H. Lawrence; “The Rainbow,” written c. 1919

[thepathetickind]

feel drained no matter how much I sleep

by laurenmaerie, tired thoughts

[aamerchive]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s my body is a slaughterhouse.

[image credit: pinterest]

[varnikareads]

Nothing ever ends poetically, it ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

- Kait Rokowski

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.

[text id: i am too little, and too much, and never enough.]

[thepersonalwords]

Never be afraid to write what you believe. If the message speaks the truth, others will fear your words for you.

Rob Bignell, Editor, Writing Affirmations: A Collection of Positive Messages to Inspire Writers

[feral-ballad]

Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel

[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

Eat Clean