the song of achilles / last kiss / richard siken / it could get easier (if you want it to) / picture of dorian gray / to the desert / bless the telephone / jamie weise / not easily conquered / saying your names / taylor swift / written on the body

[ID: image 1: “Achilles did not slur my name, as people often did, running it together as if in a hurry to be rid of it.”

image 2: “Your name, forever the name on my lips”

image 3: “Your name like / a song I sing to myself, your name like a box / where I keep my love, your name like a nest / in the tree of love, your name like a boat in the / sea of love”

image 4: “I’d die screaming your name and I wouldn’t regret it one second”

image 5: “A faint echo of his love came back to him. He repeated her name over and over again.”

image 6: “You wrap your name tight around my ribs”

image 7: “It’s nice, the way you say my name / Not very fast or slow, just soft and low”

image 8: “I remember when your name was just another name / that rolled without thought off my tongue. // Now, I can’t look at your name / without an abundance of sentiment attached to each letter. // Your name, which I played with so carelessly, so easily, / has somehow become sacred to my lips.”

image 9: “and I’d say your name the way I used to”

image 10: “I’m saying your name / in the grocery store, I’m saying your name on / the bridge at dawn.”

image 11: “My name is whatever you decide”

image 12: “You have scored your name into my shoulders, referenced me with your mark.” /END ID]