#Excerpts

[fairydrowning]

– Noor Unnahar, Instagram account "noor_unnahar"

[TEXT ID: / [Lemons] / My father's mother loved lemons. Years after her passing, / we run out of everything, but never / lemons. / Nothing else shelters grief / better than memory. / It's my father way of saying, / even in your absence, you will be / cared by me. / END ID]

[feral-ballad]

Katie Ford, from If You Have to Go: Poems; “The Addresses”

[Text ID: “Can I drag you through me, just to feel? / can’t I be allowed to need you, too?”]

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Frida Kahlo, from a letter wr. c. November 1933, featured in The Letters of Frida Kahlo: Cartas Apasionadas

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Miranda July, The First Bad Man

[sunshinesere]

Emily Henry / People We Meet On Vacation

[madd-madd]

“It was an act of self-preservation — however misguided it was”.

[funeral]

In America the arrival of night-time or periods of rest cannot be accepted, nor can the Americans bear to see the technological process halted. Everything has to be working all the time, there has to be no let-up in man's artificial power, and the intermittent character of natural cycles (the seasons, day and night, heat and cold) has to be replaced by a functional continuum that is sometimes absurd . . . You may seek to explain this in terms of fear, perhaps obsessional fear, or say that this unproductive expenditure is an act of mourning. But what is absurd is also admirable. The skylines lit up at dead of night, the air-conditioning systems cooling empty hotels in the desert and artificial light in the middle of the day all have something both demented and admirable about them. The mindless luxury of a rich civilization, and yet of a civilization perhaps as scared to see the lights go out as was the hunter in his primitive night.

Jean Baudrillard, America

[scriptastra]

[inkpressedpetals]

[maryqos]

louisa may alcott, little women.

[rustbeltjessie]

The Etsy link is broken. Both chapbooks are now available at ko-fi.com/rustbeltjessie/shop

A couple more tiny excerpts from my upcoming chapbooks. “Courtney’s Confession (Go On, Take Everything)” is from The Girl With The Most Cake, “You Might Be an Xennial If” is from forget the fuck away from me.

[icecreamwithjackdaniels]

If the devil ain't after you, he's got you. [...] So just remember, as long as he's blasting at you, you're a few jumps ahead of him yet, and just keep on going.

— William Marrion Branham

[feral-ballad]

Katie Ford, from If You Have to Go: Poems; “The Addresses”

[Text ID: “That’s love? to remember I’m remembered? / But I wish someone wanted to have me. / There’s a difference,”]

[secretsiwhispertothemoon]

Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice

[broken-hearted-lovers]

the aftermath of love and loss