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sydneyrenee55: “Once, I lit his soul on fire, incandescent from within, though he called me liar, I knew I was his favorite sin…” @aliascquinn
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To Sex, Brawl and Dare by Ghérasim Luca
The Verb To Be, a prose piece by André Breton
The Blood Penguin by Will Alexander
so were doing poems in AP lit and we all have to find a piece of art/recording of our selected poem to go along with our reading. and i found my poem being read by Alan rickman i win
punkbunnies: senior year of high school i had the battiest old lady for my ap lit class and we had to get up and present a poem and i totally forgot to memorize one so i got up in the front of the room and recited “hotel california” word for word
adrasteiax: “The night isn’t dark; the world is dark.” — Louise Glück, from Departure in “Poems 1962-2012″
Someone just died, but I’m still alive, and yet I don’t have a soul anymore. All I have left is a transparent body, inside of which transparent doves hurl themselves on a transparent dagger held by a transparent hand. I see struggle in all
WNQ writers | @wordsnquotes
haleyincarnate:“Nothing.” by E.E. Kelly
haleyincarnate:Quote by C.M.
haleyincarnate:Quote from the novel “1Q84″ by Haruki Murakami
tylerknott: It is scarcely fair;I,for Love,will endureeverything.-Tyler Knott Gregson-
gallifrey-feels: punkbunnies: senior year of high school i had the battiest old lady for my ap lit class and we had to get up and present a poem and i totally forgot to memorize one so i got up in the front of the room and recited “hotel california”