“Rage, Maybe Rage Would Lift Me Up, Make Me Stand, Make Me Walk—”

“You are your own unrepentant Delilah.”

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

How do I look away now that I have seen you?

on being seen and known and understood

Rachel Mennies, from "April 18, 2017", The Naomi Letters//Rick Riordan, Mark of Athena//picture: Mihaly Zichy "romantic encounter", quote: Micah Nemerever "These Violent Delights", edit @promqueendyke // Micah Nemerever, "These Violent Delights"//Marie Howe, "The Affliction"//Anne Carson, "Red Doc>"//NA//Taylor Swift, "Daylight"//Elizabeth Gilbert, "Committed: A Skeptic Makes Peace with Marriage"//Little Women (2019)

1.pat the bunny, I'm not a good person // 2. // 3. mitski, a pearl, art by @hauntedomens // 4.hieu minh nguyen, buffet etiquette // 5.art from pinterest // 6.christa wolf tr. by jan van heurck, cassandra: a novel and four essays // 7.extracurricular (2020) dir.kim jin min // 8.louise bourgeois, destruction of the father/reconstruction of the father: writings and interviews 1923-1997 // 9.alice osman, radio silence // mitski, fireworks, art by uol.art (on insta)

Strike me down. You’ve won. I’ve lived my whole wretched life at your mercy, yours alone, and God knows I deserve to die at your hand. You are my only friend. I am undone without you.

harrowhark nonagesimus and gideon nav

amal el-mohtar & max gladstone, this is how you lose the time war | hélène cixous, hyperdream | adolf hering, death and the maiden | paramore, all i wanted | tennessee williams, cat on a hot tin roof | lemony snicket, a series of unfortunate events | frank ocean, ivy | samantha shannon, the bone season | danez smith, acknowledgments

gothic poetry recs??

Edgar Allen Poe: all of his poems

Emily Brontë: all of her poems

Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls

Henry Wordsworth Longfellow, “Haunted Houses”: All houses wherein men have lived and died / are haunted houses.

Dana Levin, “styx”: if you // slit your wrist you could make them speak.

William Blake, “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell” “A Divine Image”: Terror the Human Form Divine 

Margaret Atwood, “Mushrooms” “Speeches for Dr. Frankenstein” “Marrying the Hangman”: What was my ravenous motive? / Why did I make you? 

Jorge Luis Borges, “Two English Poems”:  I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the / hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you / with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat

Frank Bidart, “The Ghost”: if I had merely made you / love me you could not have saved me.

María Negroni, “Rosamundi”: they are bearing a / black wooden coffin and within it I, the invisible / bride

Anne Carson, “The Glass Essay”: She lives on a moor in the north. / She lives alone. / Spring opens like a blade there.

Emily Dickinson, “[The Loneliness One Dare not Sound]″: Its caverns and its corridors / Illuminate—or seal—

Jericho Brown, “Dear Dr. Frankenstein”: I, too, know the science of building men / Out of fragments in little light

Sylvia Plath, “Lady Lazarus” “Ariel” “Fever 103°”: I am too pure for you or anyone. / Your body / Hurts me as the world hurts God.

Hughes Mearns, “Antigonish [I met a man who wasn’t there]”: Yesterday, upon the stair, / I met a man who wasn’t there

Robert Lowell, “Florence“: Ah, to have known, to have loved / too many David and Judiths!

Gregory Orr, “Gathering the Bones Together”: I was twelve when I killed him; / I felt my own bones wrench from my body.

Paisley Rekdal, “Bats”: They flutter, shake like mystics. / They materialize.

the tragic hero attains something like divine completeness, except that for human beings completeness is death.

Valeria Luiselli, from Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)

[Text ID: It’s a ghost story. Is it frightening? No, but it’s a bit sad.]

Kaveh Akbar, from “Despite My Efforts Even My Prayers Have Turned into Threats“

“i was a darkness in his bed sunless & shining like oil”

— – Safia Elhillo  (via pairedaeza)