Raphael Bob-Waksberg, from Someone Who Will Love You In All Your Damaged Glory
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~ Margaret Atwood, from "Variation on the World Sleep"
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Sylvia Plath, from of Sheep in Fog
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love has little to do with blood relations/ and more to do with who you choose to bleed for
Trista Mateer, Aphrodite Made Me Do It
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I watch the silver petals / so softly / form ripples upon the waters of time. / My song melds into hers. / Her song melds into mine.
from "Something Like Sappho" ♡
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fatima aamer bilal, from moony moonless sky.
[text id: if i were a poet, would you be my poetry?]
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ruchita, excerpt from all about Eve
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Night opens me and it’s you.
—Alejandra Pizarnik; “I Check For You In The Wind”, The Galloping Hour: French Poems, (tr. by Patricio Ferrari and Forrest Gander).
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~From the unfinished poems in the back of my journal
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3/8/22
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simran.
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— Ocean Vuong, from Night Sky with Exit Wounds
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- Pablo Neruda, from Sonnet XVII
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Oscar Wilde, from "Madonna Mia" originally wr. 1881
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I have a million ideas.
I have last year’s ashes in my throat, stories
stuffed so full of morals they bleed sugar
Franny Choi, The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On - Poem with an End in Sight
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a trinidadian woman
tells me a hot-blooded man
dances like slow winds
in haitian halls/
Ntozake Shange
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