We invoke love, call out to it, beg for it, cry for it, try to mimic it. We think we own it and tell lies about it.
Frid. “Smiles of a Summer Night.” 1955.
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I sat on a gray stone bench / ringed with the ingenue faces / of pink and white impatiens / and placed my grief / in the mouth of language, / the only thing that would / grieve with me.
Lisel Mueller. “When I Am Asked”
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i’m still alive!
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so i’m still alive.
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Each moment is a place you've never been.
Mark Strand
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Once I began to read, I began to exist.
Walter Dean Myers
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Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.
Maya Angelou
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Then, we're silent, counting moments, death / counting us in all its infiniteness, in all we know that words cannot explain.
Rafael Campo. "Silence=Death."
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If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me.
W.H. Auden. "The More Loving One."
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In our village, folks say God crumbles up the old moon into stars.
Alexander Solzhenitsyn, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich (via literatureismyutopia)
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everyone i know is getting married and i can't even commit to what's for dinner.
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UPS makes up 99% of my shit list right now.
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New computer still not here. Missing all you babes.
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It'd be really cool if my new computer could get here like, yesterday.
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Lindsey Wixson Backstage at Fendi Spring 2015.
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guess whose computer took an impromptu bath?
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