thedearidiot

“The wound, which both anticipates death and holds it back, is never empty.”

- Susann Cokal, Wounds, Ruptures, and Sudden Space in the Fiction of Georges Bataille.

103 Wednesday, 1 year ago
bluebeardsbridemoved

1) Hannibal 3.3, ‘Secondo’ written by Angelina Burnett, Bryan Fuller, & Steve Lightfoot
2, 4, 6) Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights 
3) Hannibal 3.6, ‘Dolce’ written by Don Mancini, Bryan Fuller, & Steve Lightfoot
5) Hannibal 3.13, ‘The Wrath of the Lamb’ written by Nick Antosca Bryan Fuller, & Steve Lightfoot

657 Wednesday, 1 year ago
shipwreckofthesingular

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—Simone Weil, from Waiting for God

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—Charles Wright, from “Clear Night”

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—C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold

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—Hélène Cixous, “Love of the Wolf” (trans. Keith Cohen), in Stigmata: Escaping Texts 

heavenlyyshecomes

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Carnal Appetites

Cat Valente, Deathless / Sarah Clear, Routledge Companion to Literature and Food/ C. S. Lewis, The Horse and His Boy / Helene Cixous, The Love of The Wolf / Emily Palermo, Love In The Time Of Monsters / Marie Howe, After The Movie / Kim Hyesoon

terminalgirl

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”

— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V 

beskt

Journal page.

17624 Monday, 1 year ago
dearestvita

“I hunger to commit the act of touch.”

Margaret Atwood, from The Handmaid’s Tale

715 Saturday, 1 year ago
angelsatmytable

On Being Ill, Virginia Woolf

4833 Friday, 1 year ago
The corruption begins with the mouth,
the tongue, the wanting.
The first poem in the world
is I want to eat.
Erica Jong, from “Where It Begins,” Fruits & Vegetables: Poems By Erica Jong (Holt, 1971)
vegaschapters

love and grief + the body 

e.m. forster / donna tartt / jen mazza / hanya yanagihara / fiona apple / richard siken / portrait of a lady on fire (2019) dir. céline sciamma / the brian jonestown massacre / @vegaschapters / donna tartt 

5182 Tuesday, 1 year ago
weltenwellen

Rainer Maria Rilke, Journal of My Other Self

36442 Sunday, 1 year ago
Falling in love is to become a monster.
How else can you love
so hungry,
so rough,
so devoted -
until you fall apart?
Task VI, Monster | r.m (via rmeisel)
4497 Saturday, 1 year ago
grendelmenz

You over Her [not as a body but as a steeple]

salemwitchtrials

Corpse Song, Margaret Atwood

[ID: I exist in two places, / here and where you are.]

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