an echo turning smoke

ᴀ. ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ.

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2022-09-26 01:22:16

    “Aperitivo,” Hannibal | “Digestivo,” Hannibal | Phoebe Bridgers, “Killer” | Sylvia Plath, “Poem for a Birthday: Who” | Erica Jong, “Where it Begins” | Mitski, Abbey” | Julia Kristeva, Powers of Horror | Li-Young Lee, “The Cleaving,” from The City In Which I Love You | deleted lines from “Ouef,” Hannibal | Ada Limón, “Lies About Sea Creatures,” from Bright Dead Things | Simone Weil, Waiting for God | Louise Glück, “Timor Mortis,” from Vita Nova | Catherynne M Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams | “The Wrath of the Lamb,” Hannibal | Anne Carson, “To Compostela,” Plainwater

    "In my culture, we know death intimately. In Arabic, the highest expression of love is the phrase "ya'aburnee" Translated "you bury me" . It means "I love you so much, I'd sooner die than bury you". It was used by mothers in our lineage who were so used to losing their young in war. In my culture, we cannot talk about love without speaking death's name"

    -George Abraham, "Untitled," Published In Black Napkin Press