by éric rohmer

if you don't become the ocean
you'll be seasick
every day
* leonard cohen

what i would be when i grew up,
i never wondered that (maybe I knew that);
i wondered other things: if i’d be
sane. loved.
* eve kosofsky sedgwick

standing quietly by the window still
hungry for i don’t know what.
* marie howe

all my life i’ve watched my mother contemplate an exit, hovering between a conversation & a doorway.
* hieu minh nguyen

she was to be a shooting star; she flickered briefly in the void, she continued the inevitable trajectory of the meteor, downward.
* angela carter