the tragic hero attains something like divine completeness, except that for human beings completeness is death.
richard siken, portrait of fryderyk in shifting light | unknown | john, darnielle, wolf in white van | russian doll, 01x07 | haruki murakami | richard siken, planet of love | @nephrosoupp x2 | @ibvyache | sylvia plath, the unabridged letters of sylvia plath | dan deacon, when i was done dying | ocean vuong, on earth we’re briefly gorgeous
“If a monster falls in love with another monster, is it desire? Is it fate? It’s tragedy.”
— thoughts #130 | r.m (via twofacedharveydent)
the maids, jean genet (trans. bernard frechtman) // elektra, sophokles (trans. anne carson).
“Dig your teeth into me. Come on, I dare you. Take a bite. Open me up: raw and candyfloss pink on the inside. Make it hurt. I figure, you’re going to hurt me one way or another. Might as well be with your mouth.”
— IT’S A CIRCUS AND WE ALL PAID TO BE HERE,by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
Lee Hyemi, tr. by Soje, from Unexpected Vanilla; “Inside the tower”
[Text ID: “Why am I / inside this absence”]
“(…) no one wants a half-remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you, name the organs it kissed.”
— Life of the Party, ‘Addendum II to No Baptism’ by Olivia Gatwood (via decreation)
[aka a wen kexing starter kit part 2 (part 1)]
Hieu Minh Nguyen // Raymond Carver, from Late Fragment // @Mothcub // Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry // Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous // Hozier, Sunlight // Hanif Abdurraqib, from “Board Up the Doors, Tear Down the Walls,” in A Little Devil in America