Despite [her] demented laugh, she may actually be an uncommonly sad girl. Doesn’t a person who laughs a lot also cry a lot?
Dazai Osamu, Pandora’s Box
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Still Life with Cup - Lomykin Konstantin Matveyevich , 1981.
Ukrainian *, 1924 - 1993
Oil on canvas , 66 x 55 cm.
*Russian Federation
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Claudia Delfina Cardona, from "I am always busy wanting other lives"
— clair de lune, tathève simonyan
[text ID: i want a “waking up naked under dusty pink silky sheets” scene: / sunlights of hair cascading over the ivory of my back / untethered strands connecting beauty marks / my own constellation of starlight / and as the morning light sashays in / through the cracks / of this chain of blinds / and as this body of mine / welcomes in blues and yellows / there’s a sense of promise / dancing in the air / that’s not going anywhere. / i want a scene of / hands reaching for a door / not for a cover / for in this particular scene / there’s a body that wants to have me in it / and an i who wants to be in this body / i want this symbiotic bliss / this harmonious coexistence / of two opposing forces / reaching for the same door. / [i want debussy playing in the background] / hands reaching for a cup, hands boiling water, hands adding / a spoonful of coffee / hands never burning / hands running through hair / like wild horses / blindly unbounded / like leaves / succumbing to the breath of the wind / but in a good way / because succumbing oneself / doesn’t have to end with a death / not always / at least not when you can hear / clair de lune / softly whispering from the living room. / i want scenes with hands: / hands all over / all the time / hands that love / without a reason and with (one) / because it’s spring / because it’s no longer spring / because they are hands and that’s what they were made to do / because debussy is playing / and what else can one do / but love / unabashedly / with van gogh yellows / and picasso blues / and monet violets / and / i want a scene where / my name is no longer an unintended apology / but a silent promise / like the morning light / dancing in the air / painting its blue hues / yellow in its blues. / i want a scene where / my existence is a reason / and not an afterthought. / i want a scene of me not wanting any of these. / scenes of me naked under dusty pink silky sheets / waiting for the morning light / and knowing that it will come.]
Mary Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
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les tilleuls \ bleue \ noémie \ nap \ de l’art de garder des secrets \ après la pluie \ elles suivent le pollen gris \ bleues \ l’espèce fabulatrice \ refle-xion
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Renée Vivien, tr. by Margaret Porter & Catharine Kroger, from The Muse of the Violets: Poems; “Sonnet”
[Text ID: “I do not anymore wish to see / The world except through the veil / Of your hair,”]
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Collected Lyrics of Edna St. Vincent Millay; "Interim"
[Text ID: “part of your heart / Aches in my breast; part of my heart lies chilled / In the damp earth with you. I have been torn / In two, and suffer for the rest of me.”]