DECEMBER.

Saw someone typo 'queerbaiting' as 'queenbaiting'. Is that when you think you hear Under Pressure but it turns out to be Ice Ice Baby?

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jean-Paul Sartre, The Selected Essays

Postcolonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz

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... YOU WERE NEVER ON YOUR OWN ... AND THE PROOF IS IN THIS SONG ...

—i bet you think about me, taylor swift

“I’ve hoarded your name in my mouth for months. My throat is a beehive pitched in the river. Look! Look how long this love can hold its breath.”

Tennessee Williams, from The Vine // Gulzar // Joy Ladin, from Forgetting // Andrés Neuman, from Delivery // Violette Leduc, from Thérèse and Isabelle, tr. by Sophie Lewis // Pablo Neruda, from Ode to an Apple // Richard Siken, from Saying Your Names // Carol Ann Duffy, from Name // Richard Siken, from Saying Your Names

my grief consumes me like a house fire

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“I think my heart is dead. But no, it can’t be, for it aches too much.”

L. M. Montgomery, Further Chronicles of Avonlea

Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler's Wife

Morgan Harper Nichols

Calling a Wolf a Wolf, Kaveh Akbar

— if we were villains (2017)

Naomi Shihab Nye, "Shoulders" from Red Suitcase