That Day

September 4, 2018

I will wait for that day
That day my pen will no longer write my wrongs
I will be set free from the bonds of my mind that day
The rage and sorrow inside will finally dissolve
And for that day I pray

Anthony Garcia

the power of poetry

September 4, 2018

a dance on the edge of time

I think that people have this idea of poetry with a capital P that is very outdated, and it’s white, very male, and very digestible. That’s not the power of poetry — the power of poetry is to be able to respond to real life and to politics and to one’s body and the most intimate thoughts; to render it in a way that is surprising and sonically interesting, and allowing the reader to feel playful in language, and to push the limits of what language can do.

Morgan Parker
interview for Nylon

something wild

September 4, 2018

Teeth on my neck and hands gripping my bones. I want you like something wild wants the key to its cage. How long do we sit here trading radical words while I stare at your mouth? How much can I impress you with all my talk of revolution, when all I want to do is fuck you?

Clementine von Radics

the unspoken

September 4, 2018

What matters is precisely this; the unspoken at the edge of the spoken.

Virginia Woolf
Diary entry 21st July 1912