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For my body called out for a nostalgic song, while these characters based on suffering and death-in-love astounded me. To the sublime I preferred reedy sadness or furor, or aridity: the utterly romantic, complete with mythic arsenal, [...] and a mania to poetize everything. I drifted.

— Abdelkebir Khatibi, Tattooed Memory, transl by Peter Thompson, (2016)

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Gennady Aygi, tr. by Peter France, from “The People Are a Temple.”

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A foggy day at the local forest by 90377 Instagram | Etsy Shop

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Be with someone whose eyes can show you how much they love you, without a single spoken word. 

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Dissociating? Me?

Nah, I'm just imagining myself running through a neverending woodland with the love of my life in search of old and mystical forest creatures

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slowly becoming the local forest-dwelling creature I've always dreamed of being

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Green witchy 2.

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Sawtooth Blackberry