Dagmara

“No more peeping through keyholes! No more masturbating in the dark! No more public confessions! Unscrew the doors from their jambs! I want a world where the vagina is represented by a crude, honest slit, a world that has feeling for bone and contour, for raw, primary colors, a world that has fear and respect for its animal origins. I’m sick of looking at cunts all tickled up, disguised, deformed, idealized. Cunts with nerve ends exposed. I don’t want to watch young virgins masturbating in the privacy of their boudoirs or biting their nails or tearing their hair or lying on a bed full of bread crumbs for a whole chapter.”
― Henry Miller, Black Spring

“And tears are water, blood is water,
a woman always washes in blood and tears.
Love is a step-mother, and no mother:
then expect no justice or mercy from her.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Selected Poems

“Beating soul and breathing blood.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Moscow in the Plague Year: Poems

“I know wherever you are, there are poems.”
― Marina Tsvetaeva, Bride of Ice: New Selected Poems