Anne Sexton, From “Doors, Doors, Doors,” In The Complete Poems [ID In Alt Text]

musings on stars

Oscar Wilde, Vincent van Gogh (2,3,5), Virginia Woolf, tumblr user @seizethehistory 

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on desire, on needs. november/december.

the crane wife by cj hauser // speeches for dr frankenstein by margaret atwood // the crane wife by cj hauser // hunger makes me by jess zimmerman // the crane wife by cj hauser // a hunger like no ther by sk osborn // cover of war of the foxes by richard siken, art by david de la heras // hunger makes me by jess zimmerman // i had to get out by indigo de souza

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”

— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V 

“Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via noorshirazie)

why be happy when you could be normal?, jeanette winterson // later: my life at the edge of the world, paul lisicky // untitled, abigail disney // the icarus girl, helen oyeyemi // in which i prefer to blast frank while the door is closed, hazem fahmy // indian killer, sherman alexie // the invention of solitude, paul auster // vesuvius, amber sparks // i threw an effigy-burning bonfire for my female rage, ash sanders // the brief wondrous life of oscar wao, junot díaz.

musings on June

1.anne sexton (“the truth the dead know”), 2. anne sexton (“suicide note poem”), 3. mary oliver (“august”), 4. l.m. montgomery (“anne of the island”), 5. morgan parker (“the black saint & the sinner lady & the dead & the truth”), 6. found poems: sylvia plath / peter k. steinberg (“percy key among the narcissi”) artwork by hugo grenville

buy me a coffee  

Catherine Gildiner, Good Morning, Monster: Five Heroic Journeys to Emotional Recovery

“There’s a soft spot in everything Our fingers touch, the one place where everything breaks When we press it just right. The past is like that with its arduous edges and blind sides, The whorls of our fingerprints embedded along its walls Like fossils the sea has left behind.”

— Charles Wright, from “Two Stories,” The Other Side of the River (Random House, 1984)