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Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin

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I want us to sin so I may survive this, so I may hold onto my bandage of self if I can if I need.

A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing by Eimear McBride

#eimear mcbride #a girl is a half formed thing #quote

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A Girl Is a Half-formed Thing by Eimear McBride

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Sky Glabush, Scales, 2018, Acrylic on cotton and wool, 111 x 96 cm.

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First Memory by Louise Glück

#louise glück

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hii can i ask: where do u buy books from online?

i mostly use thriftbooks.com! shipping prices are a nightmare (i live in australia) but i love her all the same

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From: United States passport belonging to James Baldwin, [issued to James Arthur Baldwin on August 2, 1965], 1965 [Collection of the Smithsonian National Museum of African American History and Culture, Gift of The Baldwin Family, Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C.]

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Self-Portrait in Hell  by Edvard Munch 

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by natalia deprina

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My Mother: Demonology by Kathy Acker

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My Mother: Demonology by Kathy Acker

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New newsletter coming Sunday!!! If you need reading/viewing/listening recommendations, I have a bunch here (and a year’s worth of archived roundups!)

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The Trees The Trees by Heather Christle

#heather christle #the trees the trees

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The Trees The Trees by Heather Christle

#heather christle #the trees the trees

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IN COMING AROUND THE SHORE AGAIN

Indented, darling, madness that slaps me whip-like, I am drawn to the bull of yr eye: a beautiful monster, heart, a pain that verynearly killed me once & could easily again if it tried * Thought then that to roll on the ground in glee unclothed and full of trust just thought that with my back stretched across his bed I was safe perhaps : I was not

Ingrown years, a coil beneath the surface, I scratch and scratch and find nothing more than what I have already always had

Tremendous achievement in having lived having taken my life by its silly neck and dragged it all the way here, sometimes it is still hard for me to not scold it when it whimpers

I've forgotten what it was like I say only until I remember * I curse the day I met him, as if every day I think of him is not worse

#oh aditi