To Be Made Of Flesh...

holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe:

“To be made of flesh was humiliation.”

— Lives of Girls and Women, Alice Munro

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eternal–return:

How does one hate a country, or love one? … I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rock, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply? What is love of one’s country; is it hate of one’s uncountry? Then it’s not a good thing. Is it simply self-love? That’s a good thing, but one mustn’t make a virtue of it, or a profession… . Insofar as I love life, I love the hills of the Domain of Estre, but that sort of love does not have a boundary-line of hate. And beyond that, I am ignorant, I hope.

Ursula K. Le Guin · The Left Hand of Darkness (1969)

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seleccionpoetica:

Alejandra Pizarnik, Recuerdos de la pequeña casa del canto.

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kafk-a:

kafk-a:

kafk-a:

kafk-a:

kafk-a:

i am such a big fan of not knowing things. that is the allure of this life for me. there are so many things i will never know and so many things i will only somewhat come to know. i love mystery. there is power in secrecy

Kelly G. Wilson

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weltenwellen:

Kaveh Akbar, from “Personal Inventory: Fearless (Temporis Fila)”, Calling a Wolf a Wolf 

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geryone:

ALT

Please Do Not Touch This Exhibit, Jen Campbell

geryone:

ALT

The Nation’s Saddest Love Poems, Sam J. Grudgings

weltenwellen:

Athena Nassar, from “Love Is Not Always Song, but the Swelling”

geryone:

ALT

So to Speak, Terrance Hayes

metamorphesque:

The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all.

The Sickness Unto Death, Søren Kierkegaard

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz }

{So We Must Meet Apart by gabrielle bates and jennifer s. cheng}

cloudswamp:

speeches for dr. frankenstein, margaret atwood

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