The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
The terrible rain: The war poets, 1939-45
Lake Ohrid, North Macedonia
Images by Fabrizia Milia
I mean, look at my hair
Look at the length of it there, and the shape of my body
If I told you that I was raped
Do you really think that anybody would think I didn’t ask for it?
I didn’t ask for it
Didn’t testify, already fucked up my story
On top of this
So many other things you can’t believe
Did you know a singer can still be
Looking like a side piece at thirty-three?
It’s not about having someone to love me anymore
No, this is the experience of being an American whore
Eugen Gomringer - Streets and Flowers, tr by Jerome Rothenberg
Elizabeth Taylor and Montgomery Clift in A Place in the Sun (George Stevens, 1951)
giving my best and still feel useless.
Nosferatu the Vampyre (1979) dir. Werner Herzog
George Seferis, tr. by Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard from, “The Return of the Exile.”
i hate being so sensitive
john galliano rtw autumn 1995 .
Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Athan Anagnostopoulos, from Maria Nephele: A Poem In Two,”
“Because a song can take you back instantly to a moment, or a place, or even a person. No matter what else has changed in you or the world, that one song stays the same, just like that moment. Which is pretty amazing, when you actually think about it.”
Sarah Dessen
Jane Austen was right when she said “I am half agony, half hope.”