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The bad news is that your old war is the growth in your life.
The good news
is that it’s eligible for renewal online. After love
has reached the speed of light
it is invisible again.

dar tu deschide-ți inima - altfel nu vei
distinge tot din mix când își lasă, la risc

acul din groove-urile pielii, ca-ntr-un disc

nu aș trimite niciodată cuvintele
acolo unde n-a umblat întâi inima -
iată, atașamentele mele astea sunt

You will ask for my web site.
I am no spider, and my site is wherever
a rose grows,
wherever clouds cast their shadows on
roofless houses,
wherever a bomb does not fall,
wherever a child does not confuse a cloud
for bomb smoke.

I want to drown myself in the silence of absence,
to fill my pockets with poems
and throw myself in a lazy river.

Does the past have an expiration date ...?

Sleep with one hand on my chest
and the other on the down that will sprout on baby
pigeons. Sleep as the garden
around us should ... we've become filled with yesterday,
filled with wicked whispers of a bed less guitar.

Dansează împreună pe scurtătură până se întunecă.

Guvernul dispune de forță, ne-au spus, iar femeile nu au forță, așa că vor trebui să se supună. Ei bine, noi le arătăm că guvernul nu se bazează deloc pe forță, ci pe consimțământ.

Atunci când femeilor din Anglia li se va recunoaște dreptul la vot, iar statul îmi va recunoaște calitatea de cetățeană, voi contribui de bunăvoie, bineînțeles, la cheltuielile necesare susținerii sale.

Atunci când o femeie UITĂ să își dorească admirația ori să se teamă de rușine, când nu ocolește cu privirea tot ce a fost mai cumplit pentru ea și este dispusă să-și pună propria viață în joc, chiar dacă surorile sale femei strigă împotriva ei, iar aerul se cutremură de râsete disprețuitoare, ea se va face totuși auzită.

I find that reporters and writers who come here don't actually want to listen to me or hear my thoughts, except where I might validate what they already believe.

Many years later, our grandparents will see us leaving the country to cross the sea, and they will tell us to be careful: "The French are hard". And we will not understand because we will have forgotten.

The seemingly contradictory spaces that each of us might simultaneously occupy need not be at odds with each other, nor do they need to conform to anybody's limited imaginings of who or what we can be.

Braiding operates as a bridge spanning the distance between the past, present, and future.

It's all so cold ... and sad.

A national public distribution system gives citizens portions based on their loyalty and usefulness to the regime.

When we talk about love, the image of a heterosexual couple is accompanied by a thousand positive romantic associations. When we talk about gay men, the image is of two men having sex.

Perhaps my ultimate dream, and this may seem unfeasible, is to be accepted by the world for my active transgressions — if I'm loved for the monster I choose to be, maybe I won't feel so monstrous after all.

A queer body is a very lonely structure.

Men should kiss each other more often and kill less — much less.

I think it's pertinent to note that money doesn't erase your blackness. There are stereotypical tropes in place that continue to be perpetuated and silence those being targeted.

Only those of us who have to birth children in a space that isn't designed to support them would lose sleep over something which seems as trivial as a name.

Tăcerea era esența lucrurilor și bicicleta măsura viteza vieții.
Trăiam în preajma rahatului. Ne distram pe lângă el.

Too much self-sufficiency was sort of mean to the people who loved you, Kit thought. You robbed them of how good it feels to give, of their sense of value.

Inventarul meu e în poeme.
Inventarul meu e un poem.
Inventarul meu e un document.
Inventarul meu e istoric.
Inventarul meu e politic.

și spun totul.