i meant to post this weeks ago lmfao but i’m moving blogs because i hate this one like death if bunnyrooms follows you/followed you a month and a half ago that’s me
i have to stop reading franz wright before i lose my mind for good
“The word “Father” rotted in my mouth.”
— Agustín Gómez-Arcos, The Carnivorous Lamb (tr. William Rodarmor)
Inger Christensen, from alphabet (via themadsound)
Inger Christensen, from “alphabet” (via themadsound)
Catherynne M. Valente, from Deathless (via luthienne)
“it is difficult and oppressive to love me
and life is bitter for those who do.”
-Antonin Artaud, from a letter to Anie Besnard (June 22, 1946), published in Succubations & Incubations: Selected Letters of Antonin Artaud 1945-1947 [tr. Peter Valente & Cole Heinowitz]
-Simone de Beauvoir quoting her friend Zaza’s letter in ‘Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter’ [tr. James Kirkup]
John Donne, Death’s Duel
Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time (via requiemforthepast)
Federico García Lorca, from Adelina out Walking; Collected Poems (ed. by Christopher Maurer)
Saadi Youssef, from ‘The Spring’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)
“I could be a wolf for you. I could put my teeth on your throat. I could growl. I could eat you whole. I could wait for you in the dark. I could howl against your hair.”
— Catherynne M. Valente, from “The Red Girl,” The Bread We Eat in Dreams
“It hurts to love. It’s like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.”
— Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963
Don’t cry there’s a heaven above us heaving, retching, disgusted.
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from “AXL ROSE” by Kell Connor
Caroline Walker Bynum, Foreword to Gendered Voices: Medieval Saints and Their Interpreters