December 2010
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Death Will Come With Your Eyes →
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One day death will possess your eyes revealing your past, now showing marks through your transparent skin. You will stare in the mirror seeing what I see, a death mask, my towel a shroud and the muted noise from your once full lips will pull us, together into the abyss. Cesare Pavese, trans. Adelle Stripe fragment, full poem at the link
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What's the point in saying "No homo"? No one's...
The deplorable mania of doubt exhausts me. I doubt about everything, even my...
– Gustave Flaubert. (via colettesaintyves)