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Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.

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― Sylvia Plath —

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Every woman I have ever loved has left her print upon me, where I loved some invaluable piece of myself apart from me — so different that I had to stretch and grow in order to recognize her. And in that growing, we came to separation, that place where work begins.

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— Audre Lorde —

the outer banks…

Out there?
There is no out there.
All is open.
Open water.  Open I.

— Muriel Rukeyser —

fragment…

fragment

In fact, the stars orbiting that irresistible moon
Secret away their own luminous forms
Whenever she shines without restraint
Upon the world entire.

— Sappho —

poppies…

But also I say this: that light
is an invitation
to happiness,
and that happiness, when it’s done right,
is a kind of holiness…
mr-feelgood-stuff: “ Mr-Feelgood-Stuff – “Take Your Pleasure Seriously” ”
— Mary Oliver —

i am hunger…

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All night you waited for morning,
all morning
for afternoon,
all afternoon for night;
and still the longing sings.

—Ruth Stone—

 

 

A taste of you slipped
into me
like moonlight in a
locked church.

—Janet Lees—

little songs…

little songs

 

 

 

We have entered
each other’s atmosphere
In isolation,
the way a bee knows
The deep shadows
in the folds of a flower
But doesn’t know
what a bouquet is,

   — Rowan Ricardo Phillips

sweet tea…

She makes me want to ransack my own temple.

—Trista Mateer

not a bird or a symbol…

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… a woman burning.

 

 

 

 

What ache would you deny?
I celebrate
the wax and its sun, the wingless
skeleton,    my silt      my swoon.

— Katie Longofono —

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many times, many ways…

Merry Christmas to you.

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