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pityroad · 10 months
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An anonymous request: "for when you love(d) someone, but you know they're better off without you"
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“It ends or it doesn’t. That’s what you say. That’s how you get through it. The tunnel, the night, the pain, the love. It ends or it doesn’t. If the sun never comes up, you find a way to live without it. If they don’t come back, you sleep in the middle of the bed, learn how to make enough coffee for yourself alone. Adapt. Adjust. It ends or it doesn’t. It ends or it doesn’t. We do not perish.”
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Letters from Medea, Salma Deera (via) // Hope You're Well. Please Don't Read This., Lev St. Valentine (via) // It Ends or it Doesn’t, Caitlyn Siehl // Little Weirds, Jenny Slate //Sue Zhao // Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out, Richard Siken // Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?, Jeanette Winterson (via) // Beginning with O; “Love Lines”, Olga Broumas (via) // Wax 'N' Wayne, Eileen Myles
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lovely-abeille · 3 months
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Hello! Could I perhaps request a web weaving? I really love the poetry of web weaving, and saving my favorite lines away 💜 If I could request… a weaving about love and longing? Longing for love, longing for the person you love, loving a person for all eternity even if you have to wait for the person you love. Thank you so much, and have a good day 💜
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? // wishbone, richard siken // i must be living twice, eileen myles // the door, margaret atwood // trista mateer // far from the madding crowd, thomas hardy
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madsolar · 1 year
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Eileen Myles
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firstfullmoon · 2 years
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Eileen Myles, from “No Rewriting,” in I Must Be Living Twice [ID in alt text]
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havingapoemwithyou · 30 days
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late march by Eileen Myles
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kafk-a · 10 months
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Eileen Myles
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purple-dahlias · 2 years
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and it happens every summer
1. ‘Suicide note’ by Anne Sexton, 2. ‘The women’ by Kim Addonizio 3. ‘Little beast’ by Richard Siken 4. ‘October’ by Mary Oliver  5. ‘Basic August’ by Eileen Myles 6. ‘August’ by Mary Oliver 7. Letters of Summer Past (Listy Tamtego Lata) VI
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Those lost but alive people who have been violently separated from their past and refuse to talk about it and in that manner they pass the silence on, unadulterated, full of feeling.
Introduction to My Mother Laughs, Eileen Myles
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geryone · 1 year
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Pathetic Literature, Eileen Myles
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ell-hs · 1 year
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let me make you well
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// Eileen Myles / @sofiavann / @ell-hs / Christopher Citro //
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pityroad · 2 years
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From June to December, Wendy Cope // Addictions, Lucy Dacus // Hot Night, Eileen Myles // Charlotte Eriksson (x)
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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I
write because
I would like
to be used for
years after
my death. Not
only my body
will be compost
but the thoughts
I left during
my life. During
my life I was
a woman with
hazel eyes.
Peanut Butter by Eileen Myles
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dk-thrive · 1 year
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I only love what finds me invisible and touches me deeply. Cold does that and that's how I love the vanishing winter.
Wax 'N' Wayne, Eileen Myles, from 'I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975 - 2014'
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havingapoemwithyou · 5 months
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december 9th by Eileen Myles
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morepeachyogurt · 2 years
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chelsea girls by eileen myles
[text id: See, I come from an alcoholic household, and resultantly kind of don't react to violence. I think it terrifies me, but I am so drawn to it (highlighted in red) I never hit anyone, but I would love to kill a lot of people. end id]
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