clementinevonradics:

“I would give up all of my memories of trains if one passed through the foothills as I watched.All to say, there is enough emptiness to be buried wherever the weathervane stops. There is enough emptiness to feel holy.”

— Meghan Privitello, “Day 6,” Notes on the End of the World  (via kuanios)

memoryslandscape:

but everyone had this patina
of slightly bruised longing, this shimmer of
I think I knew you when we were children,
this look of I’ve loved you ever since you were born
and probably longer than that

Paul Hostovsky, from “Everyone was Beautiful,” Dear Truth (Main Street Rag, 2009)

(via clementinevonradics)

violentwavesofemotion:

Marie Howe from an interview c. 1999: “I don’t know anything about the soul. All I know is some things have happened that I don’t understand and they are the most true things I’ve ever known.”

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twerklina:

(via wealthyin--loss)