violentwavesofemotion:
“The world does not console me, does not hold me,”
— Birhan Keskin, from And Silk and Love and Flame: Poems; “Water,”
(via habituations)
And for how many hundreds of years have I been dead and loving you?
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Alejandra Pizarnik, from ‘Night Shared in the Memory of a Flight’, Selected Poems (trans. Cecilia Rossi)
(Source: soracities, via punlovsin)