— In the Dream House, Carmen Maria Machado (via)

— @seravph (via)

— New Year, Carol Ann Duffy

— As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh, Susan Sontag (via)

— Lucille Clifton

— A Poem, Eileen Myles, from 'I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975-2014'

“do you ever wonder if the girls who come in here realize they’re gonna grow up exactly as fucked as we are?”

“i know the end,” phoebe bridgers / conversations with friends, sally rooney,  “woman at a mirror,” gerard ter borch / “real women have bodies,” carmen maria machado

god & consumption:

1. “ God announces itself as affliction, as a pain that is gruesome. God doesn’t eat, but wounds. You have to know this in order to live. “ - Fanny Howe, Saving History

2.  “As the Bacchae knew, we always tear our Gods to bits, and eat the bits we like.” - Adam Gopnik

3. “I am rivering I am watching / there is a hollowing-out / hunger inside me / I could eat god” - Alex Lemon, XX

4. “But when I lean over the chasm of myself — it seems my God is dark and like a web: a hundred roots silently drinking.” - Rainer Maria Rilke, I have many brothers in the South

5. “Our theory is that there is a god, and he is hungry.” - Carmen Maria Machado, Especially Heinous

6. “Love is choosing, the snake said. The kingdom of god is within you because you ate it.” - Margaret Atwood, Quattrocento

7. “What does the God of your childhood look like? A soft apparition pigeoned in the attic, a wound eating you one year at a time?” - Rachel McKibbens, Outhouse

mothers and daughters as wretched mirrors

“elektra” sophocles // @honeytuesday // “eight bites” carmen maria machado // mirrors @zenetta // lucy dacus // @ijaazat // @ell-hs