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Jon Ware, I Am In Eskew

DECEMBER 2023 (What I was given I shall never now forget / But my heart knows I'll never live this again)

May Sarton / Saisho / David Levithan / Emily St. John Mandel + Syllabillin / Hanif Abdurraqib / Svend Svendsen / Nia Vardalos / Naomi Shihab Nye [8,15] / Laura Makabresku / Mary Oliver [10,20] / Andrei Dobrynin / Hélène Cixous / Clifton Rooney / Walk the Moon / Rainer Maria Rilke / Heikala / Gracie Abrams / quinnie / Iris Scott / Mark Oliver Everett / Sally Rooney / Sara Roberts / Ask Polly

I ATE A BIG BAG OF FACTORY REJECT SEEDS UNTIL A HEALTHY FLOWER UNFURLED IN MY CHEST ...

I MISTOOK THE SENSATION FOR LOVE AND DIED.

Cameron Awkward-Rich, from "Meditations in an Emergency", Dispatch

Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary

it’s small joys saturday y’all let’s get it

In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"

We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines

Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds