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June Jordan, “Free Flight.” Haruko/Love Poems

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Hydranges (Starry Night)  -   Karoliina Hellberg , 2023.

Finnish, b. 1987 -

Oil on canvas , 200 x 150 cm. 78 3/4 x 59 in.

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Absolutely insane lines to just drop in the middle of an academic text btw. Feeling so normal about this.

[ A Critical History of English Literature, Vol. 1, Prof. David Daiches, first published in 1960 ]

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Faye Wei Wei (British-Chinese,b. 1994)

The Kiss Sank in & Stretched across the Sky, 2024

Oil on canvas

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aleksandra waliszewska // yves olade // joy priest, horsepower // richard siken, wishbone

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Maybe it’s better to have the terrible times first. I don’t know. Maybe then, you can have, if you live, a better life, a real life, because you had to fight so hard to get it away⸺you know?⸺from the mad dog who held it in his teeth. But then your life has all those tooth marks, too, all those tatters and all that blood.

James Baldwin  This morning, this evening, so soon  

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here are some flower people

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౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

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"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

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unknown title by bahira motaz shaheen, 2023, unknown materials

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from “ask polly: why should i keep going?”

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‘Some day we will return’ written on the window of a bus evacuating people from East Aleppo, Syria. 12/15/2016

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things people have done to help me during a psychoses episode

i was on the buss and i hallucinated bugs crawling all over my hands, so my friend pulled my hoodie sleeves over them with permission and held my hands through the sleeves to "keep them off". they used the logic you would in a real bug situation.

i went nonverbal in a bad one in class, so my friend wrote me a note to give to the nurse since the teacher wouldn't let her go with me.

i often am very paranoid about the delusion that meat is actually rotten, so my dad will sometimes eat a bit of it before me

instead of telling me my delusions arent real, they help me through it using logic like it was real. they dont tell me that nothings going to hurt me in my sleep, they stay with me to keep me safe. then when it passes i can realize its not real