Tony Hoagland, From "Don’t Tell Anyone"

Clarice Lispector, from “A Breath of Life”, published posthumously in Brazil in the late 1970s

you wear an ancestor’s face

i am going to check the despair. i am on this earth to read the poems my friends write and to fall in love w songs i hear through those i love and listen to my siblings thunderclap of wild laughter from the other room and crunch frost-bitten grass beneath my feet and watch pigeons jauntily flocking in and out of derelict windows and count dust motes in a shaft of early morning light in midwinter and and and and and. goodnight.

I just want to disappear into this universe. Be the sun and the sand,  the wind and the water  moving aimlessly. I want to be the dance  between the earth, the sky and the waves. Be the energy that holds  everything in its place. And then I just want to appear as a tiny human being and open my eyes and open my heart to see myself.

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[I] tried to imagine what [my grandmother] was like as a girl. I had seen only a single photo from before she was married; already by then her eyes were those of a woman, an island in rolling ocean.

Dima Alzayat, from "Daughters of Manāt", Alligator & Other Stories

Give him belly rubs

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

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Life finds a way, even in the cracks of concrete.