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How Did Buck And Veronica Get To A Face To Face Date If Theyre That Incompatible Like If You Met On An
how did buck and veronica get to a face to face date if they’re that incompatible like if you met on an app did you simply choose to not speak to each other at any opportunity or
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EDDIE DIAZ’s first and last scene in jinx / 4x06.
a compilation on memory, part two (part one here)
—can’t stop returning to this scene of leaving, / can’t stop pausing this scene, thinking I’ve left something out again,
Chen Chen, from When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities; “Poem in Noisy Mouthfuls”

Mary Ruefle, “Deconstruction”
(…) no one wants a half-remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you, name the organs it kissed.
Olivia Gatwood, Life of the Party, ‘Addendum II to No Baptism’
—so here we are again, one handedly fingering / the puckered edges of the exit wounds / memory leaves behind,
Carl Phillips, from Wild is the Wind: Poems; “Givingly”
You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together / to make a creature that will do what I say / or love me back.
Richard Siken, from Crush

Naomi Shihab Nye, from “The Tent”
But perhaps it is a way of understanding the unthinkable. If a story haunts us, we keep telling it to ourselves, replaying it in silence while we shower, while we walk down streets, or in our moments of insomnia.
Valeria Luiselli, Tell Me How It Ends: An Essay in Forty Questions

Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water: A Memoir
…memory is an act of imagination, you never tell the same story twice, not even to yourself.
Michael Burkard, as featured in Mary Ruefle’s On Imagination

Valeria Luiselli, Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)
I told my version – faithful and invented, accurate and misremembered, shuffled in time.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?

Sarah Kay, No Matter the Wreckage; “Sliver”
I think this means / there was no night. / The night was in my head.
Louise Glück, from Averno; “Landscape”




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