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“[H]oliness is not the denial but the acceptance of being creatures.”
— Rowan Williams, Ceation, Creativity, Creatureliness: the Wisdom of Finite Existence

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Weather, Jenny Offill
It don’t smell like him
No more
Don’t smell like him
No more
I threaten to quit them
I swear I’ll do it
Desperation to hurt
Hurt over you dear
My dear
I beg so quietly
You don’t notice me under the table

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I can
Smell you a million miles
Away from me you are
A lifetime away but
This distance grew in one moment
Only I prayed for
You only lick my
Tears up like a stray
Dog lap at my
Wounds I have so many hurt me
Heal me taste
Me I am here
To serve your senses
I will give you anything
Beg for it
Lick me like I am
Unkempt and longing I am
Thinking of the girl who didn’t change her clothes for three days
I hope people say “oh that poor girl”
Pity is milk on midnight cereal
Oh you know the one

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“Those lovers are mostly gone. My hands remain—: like altars.”
— Natalie Diaz, from The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones—: These Hands If Not Gods
Renato Mambor, Capovolto. (1963)
Eat me up
I am your tiny girl
Tiny girl on the dance floor
I eat you up
You dream about me eating you up
“We don’t forget, but something vacant settles in us.”
— Roland Barthes, from Mourning Diary

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Mary Shelley, from a letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley (1814) / Joanna Newsom - “Only Skin” (2006)
At night on the freeway through Indiana
Wind turbines blink
The black night
Miles of red stars
The black night
Miles of red stars