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Rainer Maria Rilke, in a letter to Sidonie Nádherná, dated 1 August 1913
Today I can’t write about anything except my longing for you.
13 August 1924 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov
Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]

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forgive me.
magdalene: the addict by Marie Howe
this wound needs more salt
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If there is a god, he knows I’m coming. If there is a god, he’s familiar with my screams. Silence is not something I am privilege to. Every molecule of my ache, hissed. Every rip of my skin, the crack of my bones, it was all familiar. A lamb waiting for slaughter. A girl in a dark alleyway. The bitter taste of my fury. It was all too familiar. My body, an echo chamber for my screams. I do not have enough time to tell you my story. Listen for the screams. Silence is a privilege.
— Hannah Green, ‘The Opera’.
I'm tired of myself
You do not have to be a catastrophe to prove you are worth paying attention to.
Blythe Baird

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what if someone had told us that
we didn’t have to
be bleeding
in order to be open?
what if someone had told me
that a wound was not the only way
to travel into the center
of myself?
— Blythe Baird, from "Sad Girls Club," Sweet, Young, & Worried
“I’ve polished this anger and now it’s a knife.”
— Cathy Linh Che, from “Go Forget Your Father,” published in Poetry