““I am supposed to be touched. I can’t wait to find the person who will come into the kitchen just to smell my neck and get behind me and hug me and breathe me in and make me turn around and make me kiss his face and put my hands in his hair even with my soapy dishwater drips. I am a lovely woman. Who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me?””
— Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
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I want to set a place for you at my table
We can sit forever watching reruns on cable
Seems as though our paths were never meant to meet
But I just look at you and know you're pretty sweet
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Saturn by Percival Lowell, Lowell Observatory
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The Black Dragon by Guillermo Lorca
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I chose not to choose life.
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You're like a piece of shit, you either sink or float
So you take her for a ride on your daddy's boat
And you are not in love, but it's close enough
You say you think about me when you're fucking her
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Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
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Mark Ryden
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Erika L. Sánchez, from “La Cueva”, Lessons on Expulsion
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Miss Van
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Courtney Love photographed by Phil Nicholls, 1991
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