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About me:

"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet." -Sylvia Plath I want night. Vast night. Roses into the black sky; ashen evening tears. -Grégoire Le Roy Eyes deep like blackness black like catastrophe catastrophic like silence silent like howling. -Farai Bayraqdar "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream" -Edgar Allan Poe

Heaven in Hiding All Creatures In The Realm Of Earth This Is Forever Planet Her The Cleansing Selected Scenes from the End of the World The Bells of 12 Life Is Killing Me Sleep In Safety Chromakopia Disintegration Concentration Madvillainy