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So the lesson was: stay away from bodies. Maybe find someone you could talk to.
Susan Sontag, from a journal entry featured in As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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My lovely obsessions […] I need them. I sob. I wake up.
Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Leaves that Talk,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
But when the evening came I wept. I wept bitterly. Pain was everywhere. Sprang out of everything — Spread everywhere. Into everything— And then lay on top of me.
Else Lasker-Schüler, tr. by Eavan Boland, from “In The Evening,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
She carries the coastal wind in her teeth / and the furious sun in her mane.
Annie Finch, from Spells: New & Selected Poems; “Rhiannon,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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You horrify me. But at the same time, I horrify myself. We are horrible.
Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; “The Perjured City,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
They know this in each other. That’s why it isn’t talked about.
Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012; “Noon” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Even so, I must admire your skill. / You are so gracefully insane.
Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “Elegy In The Classroom” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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The leaves hold our wonder in their flutterings, The wind fills our mouths with strange words For our wonder that grows not old.
Ezra Pound, Personae, “In Tempore Senectutis” (via findepartida)
“Someone little always hates someone big. And unless you don’t eat, sleep, or piss, you’re never far from someone little.“
swamp azalea blossom from the cut paper artistry of Mrs. Delaney. 1780s
Marceline & Princess Bubblegum texting each other.
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Enrique Martínez Celaya (Cuban/American, b. 1964), The Maker’s Fountain, 2014. Oil and wax on canvas, 84 × 100 in.
