november 1, 2021
convergence station
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We as a society will never get over “Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” and that’s beautiful.
BUT, let’s not sleep on the raw power of the “Offer me money. Anything I want. I want my father back you son of a bitch” exchange because it sends me fucking feral exactly every time and only gets stronger.
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― Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters
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November is a hinge in the year, and the door gets opened to ghosts.
Nina MacLaughlin, from "On the First of November, the Ghosts Arrive", The Paris Review
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Elizabeth Holland (early November 1865)
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November is all about taking afternoon naps and waking up disoriented from the realities
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Mary Ruefle, from Trances of the Blast; “A Penny for Your Thoughts”
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i just want to take a moment to congratulate the first week of november for somehow being the longest, and most compelling, part of the 500 years that has been 2020. what a ride.
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Light and diaphanous hours of November...
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Elizabeth Holland (early November 1865)
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