Like so many sharp things, I know
I couldn’t stand to watch myself disappear into you.
— Bailey Cohen, from “Have I Ever Been Wicked?” published in The Boiler

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Like so many sharp things, I know
I couldn’t stand to watch myself disappear into you.
— Bailey Cohen, from “Have I Ever Been Wicked?” published in The Boiler

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all sigh in the cold sea wind
Prelude to Bruise, Saeed Jones
I have crossed oceans of time to find you.
Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)

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[ID: excerpt from “Alcestis,” a poem by Kate Daniels
I smoothed the feathers of my heart afraid to grow frail and hysterical. I wanted the company of cold people who would never touch me.’]
Rooney Mara as Mary Magdalene smoking a cigarette beneath crucified Jesus
“The rain is full of ghosts tonight.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am sorry my clutch is all
tendon and no discipline: the heart is a severed kind of muscle and alone.
I can hear yours in your room. I hear mine in another room. In another’s.
— Brenda Shaughnessy, from “Epithalament,” Legitimate Dangers: American Poets of the New Century

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After you, I dressed into a million different beings, trying to find the one soul you hadn’t touched.
-Makenzie Hipple
Margaret Atwood, You Are Happy; from ‘Circe / Mud Poems’
Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
After the spasm / of youthfulness, time is eating itself out. // And I ask, like I do not know, / what darkness shall befall us // from the mouth of light?
— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book Two, Bakandamiya
The Taste of Tea (2004), dir. Katsuhito Ishii

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The Artist’s Home (Arthur Wasse, 1920)