more and more, margaret atwood
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I’m always caught a bit off guard when other people find body horror, you know, horrifying, instead of vaguely comforting or kind of hot. Then I remember that most people do not find simply having a body to be horrifying.
—Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
[That’s what the world is, after all: an endless battle of contrasting memories.]
are you a haunted house? why are you a haunted house? have you ever been a haunted house? when will you be a haunted house? will you become a haunted house?
I made it through
April, May, June; it seemed
I had outsmarted grief
but pulled the hanged man
card repeatedly—the self-same
sorrow said a different way.
— Maya C. Popa, from “Signal”
“You are always hungry / and you do not know why, eating the inside / of your heart, ashamed that something that is supposed / to keep you alive tastes so soft.”
— Yena Sharma Purmasir, from “T-Wrecked,” Until I Learned What It Meant
