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“You, of course. Always you.”
— Clementine von Radics, “What Brings Me Joy”
“You, of course. Always you.”
— Clementine von Radics, “What Brings Me Joy”
impusively kissing! kissing when laughing! kissing cheeks to say thanks! kissing noses! kissing foreheads! kissing hands! kissing wrists! kissing temples! kissing fingertips! lazy kissing! goodbye kisses! see you later kisses! wait for me kisses! be right back kisses! that is so stupid but i love you kissing!
“Every poem is about you. Even the ones about other people, they’re for your eyes only. Everyone else who reads this is just a stranger looking through the window at us. It always comes back to you. It will always come back to you.”
— Clementine von Radics, It’s The Way
Kids are interesting. I’m babysitting a 9 year old boy right now who’s homework is to write a fictional story and he wrote about how in millions of years the sun will expand killing everything and one man fell asleep at the beach and missed all the official announcements about the world ending but he managed to be the only survivor of the solar flares because he applied SPF 100 sunscreen.
“Does my heart turn? Does the world?”
— Yvan Goll, tr. by Donald Wellman, from “Four Chambers,” written c. 1940
I wonder how many times I randomly pop up in someone’s head like they do in mine.
