Hunter S. Thompson // Sylvia Plath // N.M. Sanchez
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?
"To love someone long term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be ."
-Heidi priebe
Under the night's blanket,
Smouldering bewitching flames arose from my chest
Dancing with the purple of your dress
The dress you no longer wear
Cause you're long gone
And now I've to dealt with this ghost of the life
With my only reason to survive, your kisses from hell.
Girlhood begins when you want to crawl out of your own skin and murder your pretty self.
Adonis, tr. by Samuel Hazo, from “The Crow’s Feather”, The Pages of Day and Night
"We are a society of notoriously unhappy people: lonely, anxious, depressed, destructive, dependent — people who are glad when we have killed the time we are trying so hard to save."
-Erich Fromm; To Have or To Be?
did the twin flame bruise paint you blue
LOVE, DESIRE, HURT, KNIVES, BLOOD.
Richard Siken / 红月 Red Moon (Detail) - Huang Guangjian / x / can’t we just leave the monster alive - TXT / ’Ariel’ by Aneleh, published in the tide rises, the tide falls journal / Yves Olade, from When Rome Falls; Bloodsport, 2017 / Jane Hirshfield, Assay Only Glimpsable for an Instant
“The night is for lovers, And the moon for poets.”
— a.y.