Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across: Poems by Mary Lambert
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Shame Is an Ocean I Swim Across: Poems by Mary Lambert

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette
Sylvia Plath, from Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices [ID in alt text]

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[sitting completely still in my own bed] this world is gutting me like a fish
Sylvia Plath, from Three Women: A Poem for Three Voices [ID in alt text]
Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda.” [ID in alt text]
Robert Bly, "Depression," from A Mind Apart: Poems of Melancholy, Madness, and Addiction

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Daphne du Maurier, from The Parasites
Joan Didion, from The Year of Magical Thinking
we're all so lucky that a cat can be orange. that's such an incredible color for a cat to be
lungs.
I don’t want to know how the moon glistens under this earth or how the sky chases each star to wink towards the heavens or how the universe helps us collide with our fate I just want to know how your breath will detail my skin
from abell 2218 by eric gamalinda, published in amigo warfare: poems
[Text ID: I use my body to find love. I eat all the wrong foods. I believe what I see with my own two eyes. Fear eats me. I have to look for a job. I can sprint faster than sound. I burn forever, I have no end. /End ID]

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Amy Hempel, "Cloudland", Sing to It
joan didion, “on self-respect”
image text: It is the phenomenon sometimes called alienation from self. In its advanced stages, we no longer answer the telephone, because someone might want something; that we could say no without drowning in self-reproach is an idea alien to this game. Every encounter demands too much, tears the nerves, drains the will, and the spectre of something as small as an unanswered letter arouses such disproportionate guilt that one’s sanity becomes an object of speculation among one’s acquaintances. To assign unanswered letters their proper weight, to free us from the expectation of others, to give us back to ourselves - there lies the great, the singular power power of self-respect. Without it, one eventually discovers the final turn of the screw: one runs away to find oneself, and finds no one at home. end text.