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With You an oil painting by Anne Magill, 2022

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david foster wallace, susannah irene, anne carson

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i lovethis episode. this episode is my best friend

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girlie that's not a random headache u are dehydrated malnourished over caffeinated over stressed and sleep deprived

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Got to see Hadestown for the first time ever today (and it was amazing oh my god I had no idea what I was missing) and I'd just like to give a shout out to the poor soul in the audience who had clearly never heard the myth of Orpheus before, because when Orpheus turned around at the end the audience was dead silent except for this one very audible gasp of "no!" from somewhere in the crowd. And after Euridyce was gone and Orpheus dropped to his knees in grief, all anybody --cast, audience, the uncaring gods, etc -- could hear was muffled weeping from the same person

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david foster wallace, susannah irene, anne carson

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Poem for Earth Day. From Matthew Olzmann's book, Constellation Route. (Alice James Books, 2022)

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your hand is in my own as long as you leave it there.

@sapientes, echoes in the fossil record (x) / heartstopper, 1x04 / sharon olds, true love / (x) / @subwayhands on ig (x) / virginia woolf, mrs dalloway / a league of their own, 1x06 / franz kafka, letters to felice / alice walker, a poem traveled down my arm: poems and drawings / zhenya katava & neus bermejo, ph. gus&lo (x) / kim quindlen (x) / person of interest, 5x10 / cassandra clare, city of bones / @subwayhands on ig (x) / @subwayhands on ig (x)

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all eldest children are obligated to leave their hometowns as early as possible lest they succumb to the various generational curses

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this sentence is 210 years old today <3

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girlie that's not a random headache u are dehydrated malnourished over caffeinated over stressed and sleep deprived

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Maybe it’s better to have the terrible times first. I don’t know. Maybe then, you can have, if you live, a better life, a real life, because you had to fight so hard to get it away⸺you know?⸺from the mad dog who held it in his teeth. But then your life has all those tooth marks, too, all those tatters and all that blood.

James Baldwin  This morning, this evening, so soon  

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Euripides, tr. by Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

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it's so beethover / we're so bach

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Eden Robinson, “Writing Prompts for the Broken-hearted”

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