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Chelsea Dingman, from "Psychogeography"

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Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"

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Girls & their candy apples, 1940s

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Franny Choi, from “Speaking Practice”, Floating, Brilliant, Gone

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Joseph Brodsky, "I Sit By The Window"

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Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "Cadence Chooses Me" (tr. from the Arabic by Fady Joudah)

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Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares written in February 1950

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"Who Remembers the Armenians?" by Palestinian poet Najwan Darwish / "Who Remembers the Palestinians?" by Armenian writer Sophia Armen

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and as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual

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So to Speak, Terrance Hayes

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“Takotsubo” by Marian Gomaa from We Call to the Eye & the Night: Love Poems by Writers of Arab Heritage

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Franny Choi, from "I Guess By Now I Thought I’d Be Done With Shame"

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“i have lost every version of myself that i have ever loved, and my insides have scratch marks from digging for what was left.”

- unfold, ari b. cofer

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"I can't keep splitting my chest open just because you don't believe me when I say my heart isn't beating."

- "Unfold" by Ari B. Cofer

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours

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from THEORY OF MOTION (4): ANOTHER MIDDLE-CLASS BLACK KID TRIES TO NAME IT by cameron awkward-rich, published in transit

[Text ID: Please—what’s the word for being born of sorrow that isn’t yours? For having a family? For belonging nowhere? Not even your body. Especially not there. /End ID]