“I tell and re-tell the story / to find the answer;”
— H.D., from Helen in Egypt
nothing like two women quick as jaguars in the Texan dark, our madness catching up to us
“So I said, “Okay, go.” But I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t mean it and how could you not know?”
— Chloe Frayne
“It was a long time ago. It doesn’t matter anymore. And yet I cannot let it go. I cannot let it go.”
— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Ruth Tiffanny Beuscher written c. July 1962
(via violentwavesofemotion)
“In the second chamber of my fourth heart down to the left of the third valve is the room I keep for you for me to think of you.”
— Lisa Olstein, from “Cold Satellite” in Little Stranger (via pigmenting)
“Still water, stares at my ear I turn to look at you wherever I am”
— Mirkka Rekola, from 88 Poems (tr. by Anselm Hollo)
