Sappho, tr. by Willis Barnstone, from Complete Poems of Sappho; “Guarding The Bride,”
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“But after a while, she stops talking, and her smile fades, and we’re sensitive to everything once again.”— Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 58
“And if you’re gone, I’m not. The love goes on. It has its own life, eating through the heart,”— “Bourbon with Petrarch” by Wendy Battin
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“I want it back, I want it back / What was taken from me, I want it back.”— Chelsea Wolfe, from Hisspun; “Two Spirit,”
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