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Albert Camus, The Fall Originally published: 1956

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Joy Harjo, from A Map to the Next World

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Mỹ Sơn Temple Sanctuary, Vietnam on film.

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"'Yayoi.' Her voice was sweet. The lukewarm breeze brushed past her hair. Her familiar profile looked up warily at the overcast sky. I stood with her, watching the clouds in the far distance streaming past, blown by the wind. 'Yayoi, there's a typhoon coming.' In that moment, I had no doubt this girl was my older sister. I didn't say anything, but nodded. She turned to me and smiled. 'We'll lay our mattresses by the window tonight and watch the storm.'"

-- Banana Yoshimoto, The Premonition

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Edward Steichen - White Lotus, c.1940

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Suppose the stars are just our grief reflected back to us, proof that grief sometimes forgets its source, that it can find dead things no matter how distant.

Victoria Chang, from ‘Starlight, 1962’

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Sometimes you are the wound, sometimes the bandage.

Victoria Chang, The Trees Witness Everything - Love Letters

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Kathy Wu, from ‘White Asters’. Published in Tupelo Quarterly.

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on hedonism by anne carson

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Lin Onus - Reflections (Barmah Forest) 1994 – 95

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Clouds of pale blossom are becoming more visible at night.  I cup my cheeks with both hands when the wind moves through me.  Somewhere you are standing in a flooded field in bright sunlight. 

from this too is a glistening. Co-authored by Pratyusha, Nina Mingya Powles, Alycia Pirmohamed and Jessica J. Lee.

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I walk along the ravines of my childhood until the sloping pines begin to fade into alpine scrub. I direct my gaze across time.

from this too is a glistening. Co-authored by Pratyusha, Nina Mingya Powles, Alycia Pirmohamed and Jessica J. Lee.