
Patti Smith, from the introduction of Devotion
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Seriously. When it comes to doing what I need to do it’s like I can’t get my brain to WORK. Am I burnt out? Grieving? What is it??
drugs are the answer
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Seriously. When it comes to doing what I need to do it’s like I can’t get my brain to WORK. Am I burnt out? Grieving? What is it??
Who’s up watching their boulder roll down again
And that is the precise heartbreak / of the past: that it doesn’t return, not even when you don’t want it to.
Carrie Fountain, from “Restaurant Fire, Truth or Consequences”, Burn Lake

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (January 20, 1959)
Virginia Woolf’s cat Sappho, from the Monk’s House photograph album (1947)
Tori Amos, Putting the Damage On