first times
The first time I drank cough syrup I couldn’t get enough. It was better than vodka and slid down my throat like an apricot. Those were the days I sat out in the garage with all the lights off and the...
View Article"You’re drunk, she remarked. What of it? he replied. It makes you seem...
“You’re drunk, she remarked. What of it? he replied. It makes you seem haunted, she replied. You say things you wouldn’t normally say. Like a ghost, you’re always anticipating the moment in which your...
View ArticleDarling, could you write us a sonnet? It is 10 syllables per line, 14 lines,...
Thank you so much, lovely. x Quietly dreaming, we lay side by side in a field of frost, limbs tangled like string the white stars burning above us with the tide of the ocean, which began to softly...
View Article"What is an ornithologist? he asked. Someone who studies birds, answered the...
“What is an ornithologist? he asked. Someone who studies birds, answered the other boy. The first one replied, Ah, so they examine their tiny bones and the feathers of their wings? But why do they do...
View ArticleWhat sadness do you write from?
An inherent sadness that cannot be cured by simple means, a sadness that lingers from morning through noon and then til night. The sadness that comes from a tender heart and a fragile mind, as well as...
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petrichour: Sylvia Plath was a wonderful poet. But just as...
petrichour: Sylvia Plath was a wonderful poet. But just as Hemingway and Bukowski (literary merits aside) have inspired many young writers, myself included, into romanticizing heavy drinking, so too...
View Articleyour body is a novel i have read a thousand times
I don’t know what to say. But I know this is one of the most beautiful sentences I have ever read. I wish I knew who you were.
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aseaofquotes: William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus
aseaofquotes: William Shakespeare, Titus Andronicus
View Article"There’s a reason why certain people spend their whole lives running away,...
“There’s a reason why certain people spend their whole lives running away, she remarked. The other girl asked, Why is that? And the first girl answered, It’s not because they’re cowardly; it’s because...
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Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath’s husband, rarely wrote about her...
Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath’s husband, rarely wrote about her suicide. But thirty-five years after she died and only months before his own death, Hughes published a poetry collection entitled...
View Article"What a pity it is, to be so full of light, she remarked one day. Why? he...
“What a pity it is, to be so full of light, she remarked one day. Why? he asked. Because, she said, it will eat you up. Eventually, instead of light, you’ll be full of holes.” - Fragment 37
View Articlesex & death
I only touch the boys I bring home in the dark, so I don’t have to see their faces when I trace the ridges of their back. My favorites are the ones who wear all black but feel so vulnerable when...
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aseaofquotes: Wislawa Szymborska, “The Three Oddest Words”
aseaofquotes: Wislawa Szymborska, “The Three Oddest Words”
View Articleverbs for love
to vanish means to disappear so completely you can never be found again. i was talking about Salt Lake City and all the miles of mountains snaking up through Montana when you kissed me, ran your palms...
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let me tell you something about sex.
I want to tell you something about sex. It is not about lust or passion or the heat of the moment. It’s about tenderness and desire. You’re inside someone else’s skin. Do you understand that? You are...
View Article"Your hands are shaking, he remarked. What of it? she asked. They always...
“Your hands are shaking, he remarked. What of it? she asked. They always shake when I am around you. It’s not that I am nervous; it’s that I am trying so hard not to touch you.” - Fragment 38
View ArticleMy life was destroyed when i got raped. I dont know how to move on. Please, i...
I want to tell you something first: I’m sorry. I am truly so sorry that you were raped. No one, no one fucking ever, deserves that. I don’t want to tell you all the normal things. I don’t want to tell...
View Article"Writing a suicide note, he said, and writing a letter of unrequited love are...
“Writing a suicide note, he said, and writing a letter of unrequited love are essentially the same thing. And the other boy replied, Well if that is true, then I’ve killed myself more times than I can...
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