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André Breton

I’m telling you, you are in your fate, tied to the flawed pink diamond, the woman’s knee resting where, to her astonishment, the admirable flounce of foam breaks again. You have hands for losing what you haven’t found. You’re motionless, chained to the cold rock above the cliff, at the climax of the whole tragedy… Continue reading André Breton

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Anne Sexton

And tonight our skins, our bones, … will meet, delicate in the hold, fastened together in an intricate lock. Then one of us will shout, ‘My need is more desperate!’ and I will eat you slowly with kisses even though the killer in you has gotten out. — Anne Sexton, from “Loving the Killer,” Selected… Continue reading Anne Sexton

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Robert M. Price

Whatever can be threatened, whatever can be shaken, whatever you fear cannot stand, is destined to crash. Do not go down with the ship. Let that which is destined to become the past slip away. Believe that the real you is that which beckons from the future. If it is a sadder you, it will… Continue reading Robert M. Price

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Bin Ramke

Climb trees with crayons, and      a notebook on a looped string.           Wedge among the limbs and watch                the ordinary birds while dream birds in the books make one cry … Who could dream it up, and who wouldn’t die      for such a world? All full of bitter beauties           and abilities… Continue reading Bin Ramke

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Rebecca Solnit

The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to… Continue reading Rebecca Solnit

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