Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)
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I am doing my best to not become a museum of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out.
Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
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A tongue will wrestle its mouth to death and lose— / language is a cemetery.
Natalie Díaz, “Cloud Watching” from When My Brother Was an Aztec
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Trust your anger. It is a demand for love.
Natalie Díaz
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I am every answer—
a mathematics of anxiety. How any maul can solve
the mesquite tree for the pyre.
In my chest I am two-hearted always—
love and what love becomes
arrive when they want to, and hungry.
The locusts disappeared the fields then themselves.
I bent—wept alone on the threshing floor,
not for what went stick to the feast—
I wept for the locusts.
— Natalie Díaz, from 'I, Minotaur'.
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Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem
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for JUDE ST. FRANCIS from A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara
the diaries of franz kafka, franz kafka / ojibwa / simone de beauvoir, from a letter to jean-paul sartre / manuscript of the brothers karamazo, fyodor dostoevsky / how to cure a ghost, fariha róisín / postcolonial love poem, 'american arithmetic', natalie díaz / life of the party, 'we all got burnt that summer', olivia gatwood / saint stephen by john everett millais / the sorrow festival, erin slaughter / women of the fertile crescent: an anthology of modern poetry by arab women 'jebu', etel adnan / beast at every threshold, 'ten years after diagnosis', natalie wee
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– Natalie Díaz, Postcolonial Love Poem
[TEXT ID: "I am doing my best to not become a museum of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out." END ID]
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c!Wilbur in postmortal by Khio, a c!crimeboys fic about grief
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postmortal, ch 1 (1-3) // Tianyi Zhou // nightferns // Fortesa Latifi // Vicente Aleixandre, Sound of the War; A Longing for the Light: Selected Poems // WolfyTheWitch, Forget Me Not // WolfyTheWitch, I heard there was a special place. // unknown // artisanalgarbage // Sophocles, Antigone (2, 4) // qtiq, your tommy // postmortal, ch 2 (3, 5-6, 8, 10-11) // hivemindscape // Pixabay // Anne Louis Girodet-Trioson, Burial of Atala // DSMP // Sue Zhao, I loved you in all the ways that I could // you are my sunshine // Jack Stauber’s Micropop, Just Take My Wallet // Cyborg Blood, By Your Hand // Albert Baertsoen, Snow in the Afternoon (Snow-Covered Village) // Ricky Montgomery, Snow // Tomo, Oh Love // everbloominggarden // Ludvík Barták, Winter Forest // Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid // Holly Warburton (x, x) // Adam Melchor, Real Estate // Keaton Henson, You (11, 14) // DSMP // Jean-Paul Sartre // postmortal, ch 3 (12-13, 15) // idalus // copepods // Casey Horner // funkygraveyards // Natalie Díaz, American Arithmetic; Postcolonial Love Poem // Franz Holper, Winter Landscape near Davos // postmortal, ch 4 (15-18) // iriskasosiska // unknown // qtiq // Jamie Anderson // Knp, Good Grief // Reinaeiry, Immortal
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—we are always digging each other out from an intimate / sort of rubble—
Natalie Díaz, “As a Consequence of My Brother Stealing All the Lightbulbs” from When My Brother Was an Aztec
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I am doing my best not to become a museum of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out.
Natalie Díaz
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