holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe:

“To be made of flesh was humiliation.”

— Lives of Girls and Women, Alice Munro

weltenwellen:

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

(via kafk-a)

luthienne:

Anne Carson, from Glass, Irony and God

[Text ID: I felt as if the sky was torn off my life.]

sailermoon:

huge shout out to this little kid for writing my favorite poem

(via metamorphesque)

apoemaday:

The Problem with Travel

by Ada Limón

Every time I’m in an airport,
I think I should drastically
change my life: Kill the kid stuff,
start to act my numbers, set fire
to the clutter and creep below
the radar like an escaped canine
sneaking along the fence line.
I’d be cable-knitted to the hilt,
beautiful beyond buying, believe
in the maker and fix my problems
with prayer and property.
Then, I think of you, home
with the dog, the field full
of purple pop-ups — we’re small
and flawed, but I want to be
who I am, going where
I’m going, all over again.

lazyydaisyyy:

Ron Carlson, “Staying in the Room” from Ron Carlson Writes a Story

(via tinyghosts)

riverswater:

Nin / Tomlinson

northwindow:

from Bhanu Kapil’s The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers

(via luthienne)

slightlyrebelliouswriter23:

yeah no sorry i’m going to disappear. yeah it’s gonna be an all day forever thing sorry. yeah no there’s a big fog i’m running towards. it’s going to swallow me whole. sorry.

(via oh-kill-me-pills)

ruinedholograms:

Flora (1987)

(via oh-kill-me-pills)

geryone:

ALT

Saints of Little Faith, Megan Pinto

seleccionpoetica:

Alejandra Pizarnik, Diarios.

metamorphesque:

ALT

Ada or Ardor: A Family Chronicle, Vladimir Nabokov

morepeachyogurt:

Cain by José Saramago translation by Margaret Jull Costa

(via luthienne)