all things grow

finita–la–commedia:

– Susan Sontag, a diary note of September 8, 1964

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backshelfpoet:

IF ALL SHE COULD DO // WAS TRY TO TEACH ME?

sunthang:

paradise

(Source: fuckyouverymuch, via backshelfpoet)

soracities:

J.P. Berame, from This Year

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bled:
“ Billions by Ward Roberts
‘how small and insufficient people can be made to feel’
”

starswaterairdirt:

La Nuit, 1887
Auguste Raynaud

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digitalslug:

soracities:

Antonio Porchia, Voices (trans. W. S. Merwin)

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thermonous:

“I wanted to give you something more than a catalog / of non-definitive acts, / something other than the desperation.”

— Richard Siken, from “Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out” (via weltenwellen)

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anditslove:

“I suppose I love this life, in spite of my clenched fist.”

— Andrea Gibson, Birthday

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