What Is Love If Not A Repetition Of History.

embraces (melt into me)

joseph lorusso, nicoletta tomas, malcolm liepke, joseph lorusso, ron hicks, peter wever, joseph lorusso, colley whisson

Cupid and Psyche (Antonio Canova), Cupid and Psyche (Domenico Cardelli), Mary Magdalene (Antonio Canova) | Hermitage Museum

“There’s a soft spot in everything Our fingers touch, the one place where everything breaks When we press it just right. The past is like that with its arduous edges and blind sides, The whorls of our fingerprints embedded along its walls Like fossils the sea has left behind.”

— Charles Wright, from “Two Stories,” The Other Side of the River (Random House, 1984)

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva

[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]

Frank Bidart, from Half-light: Collected Poems; "End of a Friendship" // Marya Hornbacher, Waiting //  Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Questions for Ada // Rita Dove, from "November for Beginners"

She’s a lot like you, Oda Iselin Sønderland

Evelyn Waugh, from Brideshead Revisited (1945)

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[text ID: I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy."]

— Maggie Nelson, Bluets