“A year ago, I would never have pictured the way my life is now.”
— Unknown
“are you okay” no bro i constantly feel like i am too much but simultaneously not enough
“dear peter” from time is a mother by ocean vuong // rae kolarova // fernando pessoa // ? // the book of martyrdom and artifice: first journals and poems by allen ginsberg // pere llobera // poems 1962-2012 by louise glück // ? // teodor acentowicz // jack kerouac
Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", 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. ]
“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”
— Unknown
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
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