Happy Sunday!
Here’s what I have for you today:
Housekeeping
What I’m reading
Quotations
Housekeeping:
If you’re in LA, I’m leading a free (!) workshop on sonnets on July 6. I would love to see you there. Let’s read and write some sonnets together!
I also updated my website and added a few more zines that I have for sale. You can view them here if you’re interested.
What I’m reading:
A Good Happy Girl, Marissa Higgins
I Forget, John Kelsey
The Dogs, Herve Guibert (tr. Thomas Ayouti and Ben Koonar)
Quotations:
In my daydream, I fell forward mouth open teeth out lips turned up defenseless.
-Marissa Higgins
Even then I wanted to be equal parts desired and far-flung.
-Marissa Higgins
If she hit me in the mouth my teeth could find a home in her skin.
-Marissa Higgins
Her hands were red, admitting one vulnerability none of us could sidestep: we were freezing.
-Marissa Higgins
I believed—still believe—I could see their heat. I felt a fresh assurance that these women might be wonderful enough to hold me beneath water or leave me in dim woods. Brattiness came naturally to me; I never behaved that way as a girl and I wanted the same women who abandoned me to repair me.
-Marissa Higgins
I forget the air we breathe is filled with microscopic flakes of dead human skin. I forget breathing when breathing.
-John Kelsey
I forget my family as much as possible. New York is great for forgetting.
-John Kelsey
I forget if I saw your breasts but I know your shirt was coming off. It was dark and I blacked out.
-John Kelsey
I forget my first words but I do remember the experience of not yet having words. I’m sitting on the kitchen floor in Dedham, MA, looking up at the sky through the trees, through the screen door. I desperately want my mother to see what I’m seeing: airplanes. But I don’t have language, I can only babble. And then the planes are gone.
-John Kelsey
I forget that my brain is also my body. So it’s the body that forgets.
-John Kelsey
I forget you and I also miss you. I mean at the same time, even when we’re together in the same room. Maybe because these are different yous.
-John Kelsey
Look at me, desire me, beg me, I want to see you imploring me with all your strength, just to desire me, I grant you the right to desire me, I want to see you crying with gratitude.
-Herve Guibert (tr. Thomas Ayouti and Ben Koonar)
I want to see you at my feet, arched, like a dog, like a woman.
-Herve Guibert (tr. Thomas Ayouti and Ben Koonar)
I want desire to show more in your eyes, that you writhe from it, that it makes you burn completely.
-Herve Guibert (tr. Thomas Ayouti and Ben Koonar)
I want to hear you say it, I want you to say: Master, I beg you, I can’t stand being so empty, I want to be stuffed everywhere.
-Herve Guibert (tr. Thomas Ayouti and Ben Koonar)
That’s all for today—
-Despy Boutris
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