Czeslaw Milosz, from “Ode,” in New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
[text ID: O October
Season of poetry, of the total daring
Of starting one’s life at every moment anew,]

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Czeslaw Milosz, from “Ode,” in New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
[text ID: O October
Season of poetry, of the total daring
Of starting one’s life at every moment anew,]
kissing is so good and it makes me feel so happy and content. it doesn’t even have to be mouth on mouth kissing just cheek kisses, forehead kisses, holding my hand and picking it up and kissing it I love kisses I want so many
Angela Carter, The Magic Toyshop
[Text ID: “October, crisp, misty, golden October, when the light is sweet and heavy.”]
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
“Matter” is the minimum. Black lives are worthy. Black lives are beloved. Black lives are needed.
Remember, you can disappear into the woods whenever you want. You’re an adult.
tempting
do you ever feel embarrassed to be in your own skin like please just dont look at me i wish i didnt exist sometimes like i want to disappear because i cannot handle being me