Alejandra Pizarnik, Tr. By Yvette Siegert, "Summer Goodbyes", Extracting The Stone Of Madness: Poems

Seaglass Picnic, Frances Driscoll

I believe what happened to Andrew Garfield about Jesse Eisenberg happened once to me

the curse is lifted! you are no a beast no more! congratulations! but you'll never forget the way they looked at you, will you.

they should invent a way to save your mother

It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over, Anne de Marcken

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

What Remains, Hannah Arendt

sure, I may be little more than a dog for the military industrial complex, but every once in a while, they let me place a hand on one of their mass-produced wargrinders and feel the heat radiating off of the plate metal like a stovetop I'm not entirely sure I turned off

in the throes of this ecstatic contact, I can pretend for just a moment to be crawling along the spiritual spiderweb of something bigger, more beautiful, and one day, that beautiful thing might see it fit to sink its teeth into me, too

might as well

Gustav Klimt, The Park, 1909