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Letters to Milena, Franz Kafka (translated by Philip Boehm)

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October, Louise Glück

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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Saxon Sydney-Turner, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

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i. i am partly to blame. it's funny because i can't even point to a time when you tried to stay.

ii. you shook your head, looking intently at my eyes, when i asked for help. that's the longest but fastest boomerang that's been playing in my mind since.

iii. you never said what you were sorry about.

iv. and you said goodbye too early.

v. or was it too late? it was. in fact, it was already unnecessary.

vi. where are you? have you been eating well? have you been eating at all?

vii. fuck you. (i loved you).

viii. are you not coming back anymore?

viii. you're not coming back. even if you dare so, i know you're going to leave anyway.

ix. stop punishing yourself. stop punishing me.

x. call.

xi. call.

xii. anything.

xiii.

xiv.

xv.

xvi. don't be a stranger.

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Oscar Wilde, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Oscar Wilde

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June 14, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

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Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse: Fragments (trans. Richard Howard) [transcript in ALT]

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(via lunamonchtuna)

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fr. “The Towns We Know and Leave Behind, the Rivers We Carry With Us.” by Richard Hugo

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Ada Limón, , from a poem titled "Banished Wonders," featured in The Hurting Kind: Poems

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Albert Camus, from a notebook entry featured in Notebooks of Albert Camus, 1935-1942

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mary oliver, ‘from this river, when i was a child, i used to drink’

[ID: “‘What, precisely, will you grieve for?’ For the river. For myself, my lost joyfulness. For the children who will not know what a river can be—a friend, a companion, a hint of heaven.” end ID]

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love, buried three times

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