‘Why do all the English poems end with a little laugh?’

— Franco Fortini

‘[T]he notion that one day the red dawn will indeed break over Clapham is the one thing that keeps me going.’

— Angela Carter.

‘…an earth of asymptotic approach to which we beckon, bite of dust…’

— Nathaniel Mackey.

It’s the ultimate capitalist dream, to slip into the quiet of death, & still make a profit.

‘Every no a yes to not-this.’

— Mira Mattar, Yes I Am A Destroyer

‘Rule 1: The drawing is the discord.’

— Gwen John