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i want to live in a little house in the middle of the woods, have coffee at 6 in the morning, go out to pick my own fruits, soak in sunlight, make pies weekly, bathe in a lake, be friends with little animals and live off what nature has to offer me. ✨

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Anne of Green Gables, Character Field Guide Collection Print.

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Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems

[Text ID: “Your hands have a strange clarity. Have you been walking among the stars?”]

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Un ciel tiède et doux de décembre, Dont les gris de cendre attendris Font de la rose aux tons pourris Une transparente fleur d’ambre ;

— Jean Lorrain, Effeuillement

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-Angela Carter

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Clarice Lispector, from “Preciousness", Complete Stories (tr. by Katrina Dodson)

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Autumn.

Last Autumn I told you that we fell in love in october thats why i love fall. Never thought that with the hazy evermore skies and crinkling of the crisp leaves, this would also mean the start of our fall.The fall of what i built for us, The fall of your love for me.

For a year now, collected all the leaves and worn wildflowers you left. Kept in a special box all locked up.The content and delight i got in owning that for the first time, so incomparable to anything i’ve ever felt.I got so excited just to fill it up , with your songs, your favourite colors, your habits.I was stuck in so deep in the comfort of the contents i didn’t realise when your box became baggage. Baggage i had to carry for a year now.

This autumn when you’re falling in love in october again,You’ll feel a familiar freshness in the air, A chilly breeze filled with all the things you love , back to you. It’ll bring you fresh leaves and flowers of all pastels. You’ll share that with everyone and continue to bring smiles on their faces like you always have.You’ll wonder where it came from only to realise it was yours all along, the bits and pieces,just transformed and nourished by my love and longing.

-once a pandora’s box

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Anton Chekhov, After The Theatre [originally published 1892]

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Helen Oyeyemi, from White is for Witching

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Forugh Farrokhzad, tr. by Hasan Javadi & Susan Sallée, from Another Birth: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad; "In the dark"

[Text ID: "In the sorrowful sky / a star was burning / a star was falling / a star was dying"]

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Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay

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— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra 

[I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I’ve woken up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.]

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