ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ books

          • tokyo ghoul ch.33

  • the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon
  • nordic tales: folktales from norway, sweden, finland, iceland, and denmark by ulla thynell
  • chorus of mushrooms by hitomi goto
  • the alice network by kate quinn
  • kitchen by banana yoshimoto
  • the book of delights: essays by ross gay

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ essays

  • what is better ー a happy life or a meaningful one?
  • after my dad died, i started sending him emails. months later, someone wrote me back
  • on the igbo art of storytelling
  • these love letters between 12th century nuns are hauntingly beautiful
  • pansexuality's troubled past and present
  • why you should give money directly and unconditionally to homeless people
  • laziness does not exist
  • what the caves are trying to tell us
  • airpods are a tragedy
  • how millenials became the burnout generation
  • the unbereable daintiness of women who eat with men
  • the art of loving and losing female friends
  • will the millennial aesthetic ever end?
  • is my absence from social media a red flag?
  • ‘the queen’s gambit’ is the latest to include the iconic first period scene. why don’t we ever see normal menstruation on tv?
  • ask polly: my boyfriend thinks i'm ugly
  • you don’t have a male or female brain – the more brains scientists study, the weaker the evidence for sex differences

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ poetry

  • catalog of unabashed gratitude, ross gay
  • a little larger than the entire universe: selected poems, fernando pessoa
  • night walk, franz wright
  • bestiary: poems, donika kelly
  • i ration moments of beauty now, ilika
  • this compilation on trees
  • whales weep not!, d. h. lawrence

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ short stories

  • fungus, guadalupe nettel. translated by j.t. lichtenstein
        • Unlike my mother during my childhood, I decided to remain with the fungus forever. To live with a parasite is to accept the occupation. Any parasite, as harmless as it may be, has the uncontainable need to spread. It is important to limit it, or else it will invade us entirely.

  • dracula's guest
        • As I held the telegram in my hand, the room seemed to whirl around me, and if the attentive maitre d’hotel had not caught me, I think I should have fallen. There was something so strange in all this, something so weird and impossible to imagine, that there grew on me a sense of my being in some way the sport of opposite forces—the mere vague idea of which seemed in a way to paralyze me.
jan 7 2021 ∞
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