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Please, show me the way.

I’m not sure where I’m supposed to go from here. I know that there are paths that I need to take, I can see them; rugged and full of thorns. 178 more words

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Claire Kissinger's Best Reads of 2014

My name is Claire Kissinger, and I’ve lived in Evanston for the past three years.  I am a senior at Northwestern majoring in Art History and minoring in Gender & Sexuality Studies, and I work at the… 425 more words

Poetry

Pablo Neruda // If you forget me

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch… 212 more words

Journal

If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life

Love

The Porthole

Now this baby was the real win of our Baltimore excursion, aside from the excellent times, excellent food, excellent wine, and true excellence. And there’s a story to this one: This is a beautiful beautiful old porthole. 117 more words

Isla Negra: il rifugio di Pablo Neruda tra olas y lluvia

“Cielo, déjame un día de estrella a estrella irme
pisando luz y pólvora, destrozando mi sangre

hasta llegar al nido de la lluvia!
[…]
Océano, tráeme 
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Mondo

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

–Pablo Neruda

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