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“How much of the world must we pass through to arrive at ourselves?”
— — Natalie Wee, from “Listen I Love You Joy Is Coming,” Beast at Every Threshold (via lifeinpoetry)

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Hieu Minh Nguyen, from This Way to The Sugar: Poems; "My First"
[Text ID: I won't tell you how I survived the wreckage. / This story doesn't leave the ocean floor.]
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Ijeoma Umebinyuo, from Questions for Ada; “Ada”
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I wish I could peel all my sadness in one long strip off my skin & toss it in a bucket. No one would have to carry it. It would just sit there & be punished. It would just sit there & think about everything it’s done.
— Chen Chen, from “Elegy for My Sadness,“ published in Breakwater Review
Adrienne Rich, from Diving into the Wreck; “Song”

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‘How long does it take to forget a face’
by Sophie Barbasch
Jean-Paul Sartre, The Selected Essays
“Anatomy of a Hug” by Luna Lu
“In the evening my griefs come to me one by one. They tell me what I had hoped to forget. They perch on my shoulders like mourning doves. They are the color of light fading.”
— Linda Pastan, from “Old Woman,” The Five Stages of Grief (W. W. Norton & Company, 1978)

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Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Lenore Mayhew and William Mcnaughton, from Poem Without A Hero and Selected Poems; “In a dream”