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templodeafrodite:

“She was asleep; the moon was shining through her window,”

— Ivan Bunin, tr. by Simon Franklin, from “It Was Near Midnight,” c. 1921

(via angelspooks-deactivated20200327)

heavensghost:

- Blythe Baird

lifeinpoetry:

“Have you ever killed something good for you just to be certain that you’re the reason you can no longer have it?”

— Larissa Pham, from “Abject Permanence,” published in Unruly Bodies

(via heavensghost)

voulair:

me @ the stars: help me

(via night-rooms)