"All Texts", Viggo Mortensen

Joan Tierney

I don’t remember where this story was from but it was about how the writers older brother died when he was young and years later had a son who, had never met the brother had the same mannerisms as him. Ok I think I remember the key words were “my son drinks from the water fountain like my brother” or something

Adonis, from Selected Poems, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Singular in a Plural Form

“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”

— David Foster Wallace / Infinite Jest

Sylvia Plath, "Love Letter"

sneaking onto the reservoir again by Robert Wood Lynn

Ghost Of My Ghosts, Sol Rios

Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)

[Text ID: A place is not only a geographical area; it's also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood.]

Look at you, Wiping your own tears With the same hands That long to be held

Ayesha Zahra