Gabrielle Calvocoressi, from “Homecoming Cistern Alien Vessel”
[text ID: How does every person not cry out / all the time? Yes, it was good to eat / doughnuts. Yes. I was blessed by many / days of joy. A rabbit in the driveway. / A rosemary bush with a sorcerer’s cloak / of spider webs.]
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I was at prom and I don't remember why but I ended up showing a girl a picture of Ranboo in the peach dress and she still kissed me later like I didn't expect that
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Fabio Viale
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"She did not want to be alone. Even wild animals don't sleep alone. It's too dangerous. Even a dog discovers in the darkness things invisible to men. In the night, demons chattered in her aching head. Not voices at all but comprehensible all the same. Terrible things. Creeping or winged, dark and avenging, carving a woman like her but different, out of carrion, out of mold. Carving this woman out with their sharp beaks."
—Joy Williams, from The Changeling
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untitled, a. r. alexander
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No one is point it out, so I will.
IS THE COLLECTOR AN ULTRA BEAST?
IM YELLING????
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We have a date!
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so important to your health to eat carbohydrates. and to write mediocre poetry
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“Maybe the desire to make something beautiful/is the piece of God that is inside each of us.”
From ‘Franz Marc’s blue horses’ by Mary Oliver
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My parents named me Light because
their lives lie in shadow
but I’m a poor example of joy.
Sometimes I get so sad
I think about eating a quesadilla,
or assembling a tire swing,
or taking off my bra. Instead I dream
of the big dumb heart my mother
hands me. She tells me to carry it.
I drop it every time.
— Noor Hindi, from “Broken Light Bulb Flickering Away,” in DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.
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heather havrilesky
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“Pearl suspected God didn’t love human beings much. She suspected that what He loved most was Nothingness.
God created everything out of nothing and He takes us back again to feed the nothingness that He loves.
It was pretty sick of Him, Pearl thought. God wasn’t dead, He was just sick. Very very sick...
This was grief, she guessed. All these terrible things and thoughts rooting around in her head, trying to find a place to stay.”
—Joy Williams, from The Changeling
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dream by mathias svalina
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what if we kissed.. and we’re both girls …. and there was a homophobic slug there also..
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ask polly
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