While A House May Hunger, It Cannot Starve. And So In Fever And Anger And Loneliness, It May Simply Lie

Pedro Salinas, tr. by Ruth Katz Crispin, from Memory in My Hands: The Love Poetry of Pedro Salinas; “The voice I owe to you”

[Text ID: “and the longing / to love, to love you, more.”]

christopher marlowe wrote plays 400 years ago and they went on to give me massive brain rot

you never get over your first love, not if its your best friend.

’The Picture of Dorian Gray’ by Oscar Wilde (quoted from ‘Hamlet’)

Angela Carter, from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; “The Bloody Chamber”

self-portrait against red wallpaper, richard siken

                                   Everyone is a monster to someone.                             Since you are so convinced that I am yours,                                                       I will be it.

David Foster Wallace // Mary Oliver

what i could never confess without some bravado by emily palermo // a song for a lover of long time ago - bon lver // lies about sea creatures by ada limón //cassandra: a novel and four essays by christa wolf // the next time we talk on facebook by clementine von radics // i bet on losing dogs - mitski // don’t know

“You are your own unrepentant Delilah.”

— —  Jessica Helen Lopez, from “Obsidian Knife to Cut the Shit Out,” The Blood Poems