It Is A Mistake Therefore To Compare Someone Writing About His Own Life To An Exhibitionist, Since The

Either she loves him, or she is resolved to.

Wisława Szymborska, Portrait of a Woman tr. Regina Grol

Seam: ‘Interviewer’s Note IV’ by Tarfia Faizullah

nah bro, you live in a society, i live in a homoerotic victorian romance novel

if the grief is unbearable is there another way to live with it that is not the same as bearing it?

- Judith Butler

I wish I had something else. A redemptive imagination

Richard Siken, Landscape with Fruit Rot and Millipede

By the truth we are undone. Life is a dream. ‘Tis waking that kills us.

- Virginia Woolf, Orlando

in that largeness of heart, that capacity for feeling and desire and passion, there's some kind of holiness.

Niall Williams, History of the Rain

I want to learn to navigate by stars that have nothing to do with me

- Heather Christle, The Crying Book

I recognize you by the smell of rain

- Agata Tuszyńska, The Third Shore tr. Regina Grol

How I did waste and exhaust my heart.

Anne Carson, Kinds of Water