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“The moral of the story is I will gut you if I need to. I will carve my way out using only my teeth.”

— Brenna Twohy, Little Red Riding Hood Addresses the Next Wolf

“I am not sure / of what I guard. / It feels molten.”

— — Molly Brodak, from “Ark,” published in The Volta (via lifeinpoetry)

Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit and Three Other Plays; “No Exit”

Text ID: Human feeling. That's beyond my range. I'm rotten to the core.

i love characters who can be killed but won't stay dead. my poor little cockroach <3

Carol Rama, “Contessa [Countess]” (1963), animal claws and oil on linen, 17 3/8 x 13 ¾ inches (© Archivio Carol Rama, Turin. Photo by Pino dell’Aquila)

“Horror should have buried me. It didn’t.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski, from House of Leaves

if there is a light then i am going to swallow it. if there is a god then i’m going to make him cry.

s. osborn, from “blasphemies at the 5th street station,” published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via lifeinpoetry)

“All your dust turns holy. What’s rotten in you burns / and burns”

— Susannah Nevison, from ‘Prisoner’s Cinema with Saints Catherine and Lucy’, published in Guernica (x)

Helen Oyeyemi, from “White Is for Witching”  

Scythian gold torque in the form of dragons, dated to the 2nd century BC to the 1st century AD. Private Collection (?) via Gemma-Antiqua.

Helen Oyeyemi, from “White Is for Witching”  

Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “[...] of The Silence”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972

Jonny Bolduc, Ending

— Frank Bidart, from “Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016; ‘In The Ruin."

Ocean Vuong, from “Woodworking at the End of the World”, Time Is a Mother

Fumi Nakamura, “The Noise Must Become Music”

Blud, Rachel McKibbens

Suspend, Nancy Kuhl

Louise Glück, from “Midnight.” [ID in alt text]

Ocean Vuong, from “Not Even.” [ID in alt text]