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11:23am
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"She Considers the Dimensions of Her Soul"
The shape of her soul is a square. She knows this to be the case because she sometimes feels its corners pressing sharp against the bone just under her shoulder blades and across the wings of her hips. At one time, when she was younger, she had hoped that it might be a cube, but the years have worked to dispel this illusion of space. So that now she understands: it is a simple plane: a shape with surface, but no volume-- a window without a building, an eye without a mind.
Of course, this square does not appear on x-rays, and often, weeks may pass when she forgets that it exists. When she does think to consider its purpose in her life, she can say only that it aches with a single mystery for whose answer she has long ago given up the search-- since that question is a name which can never quite be asked. This yearning, she has concluded, is the only function of the square, repeated again and again in each of its four matching angles, until, with time, she is persuaded anew to accept that what it frames has no interest in ever making her happy.
Young Smith
Thank you
Samaya11
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11:21am
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Why don’t you try to do without him, why don’t you try to live alone? Do you really need his hands for your passion? Do you really need his heart for your throne? Do you need his labor for your baby? Do you need his beast for the bone? Do you need to hold a leash to be a lady? I know that you can make it, you can make it on your own.
Leonard Cohen,
“Why Don’t You Try”
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10:51am
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"If It Be Your Will"
If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will.
Leonard Cohen
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10:50am
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Aug 19, 3:04am
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Even though you outwit me,
I’m not going back to you.
Even though the purity of your love
is affirmed by the unanimous quiver
of every feather in the celestial host,
I am not going back to the axe of your love,
O triumphant husbandman and
lasso king of the gateless horses,
I am not going back to you,
even though I squirm in your arms
and surrender to your will
the total essence of my dusty shell
here in this captured sweat-hall,
I am never coming back,
I swear by the rent curtain
of my virginity and
the blood-thick silence
between the bridgeless worlds,
that I will lie to you forever,
and I will be never again
the cup of your need.
Leonard Cohen,
“A Woman’s Decision” ________________________________________
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Aug 11, 2:44pm
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And you will always be with me.
I shall never cease to be filled with newness, Having you near me.
DH Lawrence
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Aug 11, 2:34pm
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 To have him here in bed with me, breathing on me, his irresistible lips on mine
--I count that something of a miracle.
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Aug 11, 2:21pm
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Aug 11, 1:13pm
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How is it that our two bodies
made only of flesh and bone
ignite with this fire
yet do not burn?
Terra Hunter,
“Wanting You”
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Aug 11, 6:30am
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We both think of sex as if a presence had entered the room,
a scent of salt and hot feathers, a musky tickle along the spine…
Marge Piercy,
“It Arrives Suddenly and Carries Us Off as Usual”
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