Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals [ID in alt text]

what resembles the grave but isn’t, anne boyer // i didn’t apologize to the well, mahmoud darwish (trans. fady joudah).

he had suchhh a way with words

Clarice Lispector, from A Breath of Life

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Henry Miller written c. January 1933, featured in A Literate Passion

[Text ID: "You know everything will come to an end: / the sugar, the tea, the dried sage, the water. / Even your shadow will abandon you / when there is no light."]

Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma

Rocket Fantastic, Gabrielle Calvocoressi