“Everything is burning, my soul, body, outside, inside, heart, flesh. Do you understand? Do you really understand?”
María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus written c. March 1952
Elizabeth Bishop, from The Selected Poems of Elizabeth Bishop; "The Burglar of Babylon,"
Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
Suzanne Scanlon, from "Committed: On Meaning and Madwomen," published in 2024
Julian K. Jarboe, “As Tender Feet of Cretan Girls Danced Once Around an Altar of Love.” Everyone on the Moon is Essential Personnel
Part of the 'Wandering Echoes' collection.
Being median is funny. I'm not a singlet and not multiple, but a secret third thing. Who am I? Depends on the day but when it comes down to it, I'm me. Who's that? Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy. I'm people soup. A coin with two sides, but still a coin.
kafka
For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.
(You’ve chosen to not remember this part.)