i am still here, waiting for nothing, expecting everything
the stars have already witnessed my death
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take me to the silent place and let us close our eyes.
together. alone. but your hand holds tightly to mine.
i will never let you go.
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i am mad for the heavens to touch me
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Susan Abulhawa, from Against the Loveless World: A Novel
[Text ID: “I wanted to be chosen, maybe loved. I wanted out of my life, out of my skin,”]
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Hiba Abu Nada, from I Grant You Refuge (trans. Huda Fakhreddine)
Hiba Abu Nada was a novelist, poet, and educator. She wrote this poem on Oct. 10th, 2023. She died a martyr, killed in her home in south Gaza by an Israeli raid on Oct. 20th, 2023. She was 32 years old.
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“The sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet.”
— Jandy Nelson, The Sky Is Everywhere
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“I love you more than my own skin.”
— Frida Kahlo
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“When your head hits the pillow tonight, remind yourself that you’ve done a good job. Be patient with yourself, and remember that big things are achieved not all at once, but one day at a time.”
— Nicole Addison
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-- John Ruskin, from The Stone of Venice, 1853
[Text ID: You must either make a tool of the creature, or a man of him. You cannot make both. Men were not intended to work with the accuracy of tools, to be precise and perfect in all their actions. If you will have that precision out of them, and make their fingers measure degrees like cog-wheels, and their arms strike curves like compasses, you must unhumanize them. All the energy of their spirits must be given to make cogs and compasses of themselves.]
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"For a poem to be so easily written,
when life is so difficult,
is a matter of shame."
-A Poem Easily Written by Dongju Yoon, translated by Suh Hong Won
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“I’m sorry you couldn’t find me. I have been in the woods. I put myself there because I couldn’t be good. I have been running with foxes and running with crows and I have found myself a home where no one goes.”
Florence Welch, from “Useless Magic.”
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— Miguel Hernández, From “It would have been less painful.”
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