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“There’s a Japanese phrase that I like: koi no yokan. It doesn’t mean love at first sight. It’s closer to love at second sight. It’s the feeling when you meet someone that you’re going to fall in love with them. Maybe you don’t love them right away, but it’s inevitable that you will.”
— Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star
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— “September Tomatoes”, Karina Borowicz
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golden hour in september
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Sue Zhao, Dialogues on Love // At Breakfast, Laurits Andersen Ring // Ada Limón, ‘Before’ from Bright Dead Things // Andrés Lozano, Day Job 1 // via @shhhitsfine
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BECOMING WHOLE
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Trista Mateer, "Baggage", from Honeybee
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Bob Hicok, from “The Days Are Getting Longer”, Elegy Owed
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Ever since I found out that earthworms have taste buds all over the delicate pink strings of their bodies, I pause dropping apple peels into the compost bin, imagine the dark, writhing ecstasy, the sweetness of apples permeating their pores. I offer beets and parsley, avocado, and melon, the feathery tops of carrots.
I’d always thought theirs a menial life, eyeless and hidden, almost vulgar—though now, it seems, they bear a pleasure so sublime, so decadent, I want to contribute however I can, forgetting, a moment, my place on the menu.
Feeding the Worms by Danusha Laméris
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Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka
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To the Bone, Dorothy Allison
[ID: That summer I did not go crazy / but I wore / very close / very close / to the bone.]
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JUST HOLDING ON //
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where we once were
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Claude Monet, Oat and Poppy Field, Giverny, 1890