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Else Lasker-Schüler, tr. by Michael Hamburger, from “Georg Grosz,” written c. June 1917 (x)

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lifeinpoetry

I saw the

dark of the night and I wanted it. desire for a

dark thing was a dark thing in me.

— Shay Vera-Cruz, from “Hollowing,” published in Bombus Press

Source: bombuspress.com

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all i want // walk the moon

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i hate my work but i’m in control–

killer // the hoosiers

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booksqouted

Suffering is like anything else. Live with it long enough, you learn to like the taste.

Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom (via booksqouted)

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Grief is like a splinter deep into every fingertip; to touch anything is torture.

Erin Kelly, Broadchurch (via booksqouted)

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lifeinpoetry

… what I am aches in me.

Fernando Pessoa, from “I See Boats Moving,” Selected Poems (via lifeinpoetry)

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lifeinpoetry

are you still happening there, in your body?

Joy Katz, from “December, Fever,” All You Do Is Perceive (via lifeinpoetry)

Source: poetryfoundation.org

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darshanasuresh

Tell me, Atlas. What is heavier: The world or its people’s hearts?

Darshana S, Atlas still stands but does anyone else? (via darshanasuresh)

Source: titanswrite

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Your heart is raw and bleeding. Everything is strange and terrible.

Vasily Grossman, tr. by Robert Chandler, from “Everything Flows,” (via daughterofchaos)

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lifeinpoetry

Dear terror, / I came looking and I find you everywhere.

Camille Rankine, from “Dear Enemy:,” Incorrect Merciful Impulses (via lifeinpoetry)

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lifeinpoetry

I am badlands, red dust, war-torn. / I am torn. I am torn.

Logan February, from “Self-Portrait as Damaged Goods,” published in The Shallow Ends (via lifeinpoetry)

Source: theshallowends.com

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I can only speak of dark things.

Ingeborg Bachmann, tr. by Eavan Boland, from “To Speak of Dark Things,” (via blogtruenorth)

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xshayarsha

Fui. Non sum. […] I was. I am not.

William Faulkner, from The Sound and the Fury. (via xshayarsha)

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serialstranger

“Deeply I go down into myself. My god is Dark and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke

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You clumsy bootlegger…I gifted you the will of gunpowder, a matchstick tongue, and all you managed was a shredded sweater and a police warning? You should be legend by now. Boy in an orange jumpsuit, a headline. ind. Yasuo of League ( canon div., semi selective ) art cred. / banner cred.

#he smells #but jas doesn't #promo