May 2012
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“But most days,
I wander around feeling invisible.
Like I’m a speck of dust...”
– Sonya Sones (via flentes)
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The Stages of Love
(I)
When you’re young it’s your mother’s arms, that solace of fleshy comfort; your security blanket, your rock nestled in the middle of the sea.
It’s her perfume, the soft powdery feel of her skin. It’s her hair, not yet cut out of frustration in the typical “mom” haircut; still long with love, still swinging between your grabbing hands. It’s her...
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“In 100 years we’ll all be dead. That’s kinda creepy, if you think about it, but...”
– Richard Siken, Love From a Distance: Editor’s Pages
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“With each breath
a curlicue of hair
slowly descends
around your ear
and...”
– Michael Salcman, “One Asleep, One Not” (via atomiclanterns)
April 2012
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“Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone...”
– Iain Thomas (via 24ribs)
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“But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.”
– Dave Eggers, What Is the What (via liquidnight)
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everythingandalways
When in love, my mind wanders and drifts through whirlwinds and dreamscapes. Foreign lands filled with daffodils, over-fed caterpillars, boysenberries, and treacle tarts wrapped in golden cellophane wrap. The cellophane begins to surround me and kisses my pale, cracked lips as if it were a leech, sucking hard. The paleness begins to deepen in color, as blue as a muggy...
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“I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things...”
– Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl (via pavorst)
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“I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in...”
– Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via danseurs)
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“I hit the intersections where your shoulders meet your neck, passing through the...”
– Shane Koyczan, “Pulse”
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“Some piece of you
stays in me and I’ll never give it back.
The heart hoards...”
– Dean Young, from “Poem Without Forgiveness”
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“To love another is something
like prayer and can’t be planned, you just...”
– Anne Sexton, from “Admonitions to a Special Person”
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“there are too many poems about
how much you love someone,
and how you want to...”
– Writings for Winter: rediscovering you (via coffeeislovely)
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“I must see new things and investigate them. I want to taste dark water and see...”
– Egon Schiele in a letter to Anton Peschka (via weissewiese)
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“There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more...”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via implexa)
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“Dear Forgiveness, you know that recently
we have had our difficulties and there...”
– Richard Siken, from “Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out”
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sweet talker, adj. You spun words together to create a world where the idea of us could exist without limits or bounds. The lilt of your voice pressed against me like a corresponding part, a phantom limb; the seduction of the mind. How all I needed from you were a handful of words wrapped up pretty with a bow and card with no return address. But I knew. I knew who it was from. I knew that you,...
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“Love is fragile—she was thinking—but perhaps the pieces are saved, the things...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via cartographe)
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“Writing is hard for every last one of us… Coal mining is harder. Do you think...”
– Sugar for The Rumpus, Dear Sugar: Write Like a Motherfucker
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“Not to be in love with you—
I can’t remember what it was like.
It...”
– James Schuyler, from “The Elizabethans Called it Dying”
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“I don’t want people to matter to me too much. Sometimes it hurts too much to...”
– Henry Rollins (via elodieeye)
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“What happened is, we grew lonely
living among the things,
so we gave the clock...”
– Lisel Mueller, “Things”
