I can't live as I once did, telling people that I was doing fine and desperately wanting them to wade through the language and see that I was in pain.
Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
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I’ll crave living if it means loving them too.
-k.c
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“Take me with you & I will brave dark woods for your kindling splinter bone for your next meal & build fires with my body before the last season’s first snowfall. None of this is to say I am good, too long alone to have been touched by something real. I am sorry if my fingers tremble. I promise they can hold anything that knows staying. Open them & see for yourself each history of fidelity, so much like traversing an uninhabited childhood home & discovering a tattered box once big enough to contain the whole world.”
— Natalie Wee, from ‘On Average, Human Beings Survive 7 Days on Water Alone’, Our Bodies & Other Fine Machines
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Angel (1887), Abbott Handerson Thayer / This Year, The Mountain Goats
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It’s not that the winter wears me down, it’s the way when my nose is cold and my hands hurt to move and I can see my breath out in the air and the sharp feeling the wind brings when I breathe in that I remember I am Alive. Thriving. Living. By some miracle, or some curse, when everything else is not certain there is one thing and it’s that I am alive.
k.c —Somethings I forget
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Due to the fact my poetry account is no longer accessible, I will be posting my own here. If you are not a fan of that please feel free to unfollow.
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Gustave Flaubert, from a notebook entry written c. February 1840
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Spirited Away, 2001
dir. Hayao Miyazaki
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clippings from “women seeking women” personal ads in the baltimore sun, 1995
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The Idol, 1906, Henri Matisse
https://www.wikiart.org/en/henri-matisse/the-idol-1906
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I’ve found someone who might care for me
As much as I care for them
I’m scared of ruining it
Because the wolfboy ruins everything, the wolfboy belongs in the wild, the wolfboy is what those before turned me into
I don’t wanna crush the magic in my hands
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