Some Parents Will Never Forgive You For How They Failed You

"Failing Better: A Conversation with Ocean Vuong" interviewed by Viet Thanh Nguyen for LA Review of Books (2019) [ID'd]

the “humans are inherently selfish” fanclub can genuinely and in all honesty go to hell. i once came back from a school yard where the kids had heaped piles of leaves and cut wildflowers on a narrow strip of grass bc a bee had died. i actually want to cry.

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from Tiny Beautiful Things, adapted for the stage by Nia Vardalos. 

—Frida Kahlo

— Clarice Lispector, from “Dies Irae.”

I think it was put 10 million years ago just for cats

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You can only reblog this today.

Find the poets, my friend said. They will not speak of the things you and I speak about. They will not speak of economic integration or fiscal consolidation.

They could not tell you anything about the burden of adjustment.

But they could sit you down and tell you how poems are born in silence and sometimes, in moments of great noise, of how they arrive like the rain, unexpectedly cracking open the sky.

They will talk of love, of course, as if it were the only thing that mattered, about chestnut trees and mountain tops, and how much they miss their dead fathers.

They will talk as they have been talking for centuries, about holding the throat of life, till all the sunsets and lies are choked out, till only the bones of truth remain.

The poets, my friend, are where they have always been— living in paper houses without countries, along rivers and in forests that are disappearing.

And while you and I go on with life remembering and forgetting,

the poets remain: singing, singing.

-Tishani Doshi

a love so nice its echoed in dreams!!