estou tão longe é como se outra vida como
se outro filme rodasse de trás
para frente

annita costa malufe
Sol desapareceu
Yes, the rain is a blessing
- Marina Sena & Cactus Lee

ELENA
You're a thief and you want a 401(k). I think you need to decide who you are and be that person.

ANDREW
"I contain multitudes."

TORI
Can't we just stay here and do this instead?

ANDREW
And by this you mean nothing?

TORI
Exactly. But with intension.

Oh, religious people are happier, that's a fact.

Ok, so what do I do, just, like, pick up the Bible and start reading it?

That'd be a start.

Yeah, but isn't there a bunch of crazy shit in there?

Like what?

Ali, I like girls.

What's that have to do with anything?

Well, doesn't it say that, like, gays should be put to death or something?

That was, like, 3,000 years ago.

What, so 3,000 years ago it was fine, like, to put gays to death?

Ok, look—you're talking about the Israelites. They were on the run, that was the main thing, alright? There wasn't time for any type of distractions.

So, being gay is a distraction?

If you're running from the Egyptian army, fuck yeah, it's a distraction. Ain't time for sex.

Yeah, but it specifically calls out gay sex.

They didn't want men fucking men, alright? They didn't say anything about women. But hold on, it kind of makes sense, though—because men had to focus back then, alright? The survival of the people was at stake.

Ok, so if two men were caught kissing, they just... [moves arm as a sword] killed them?

Oh, my God, what are you writing, a romance novel? It says men who lay with men. They're talking about butt sex. I don't know nothing about butt sex. But I do know that war ain't the time for butt sex. This was before the invention of soap, germ theory, antibiotics.


- Ali & Rue in Euphoria, S03E01
alexandre
a. melo

saiu da frente do sol

as sombras, contrariadas,
me devolveram
a recusa— 

única forma honesta 
de incorporação
Tenho a semente do infinito
E um tanto de cinismo
Para seguir vivendo.

André Setti
Achar-se,
o mais cruel desalinho

André Setti
Beyond the usual sense of alleviation
Seamus Heaney
look up and face the music
seamus heaney
trust the feel of what nubbed treasure   
your hands have known

- seamus heaney
Lie down
in the word-hoard, burrow   
the coil and gleam
of your furrowed brain

Seamus Heaney
inteiro
a. melo

lembro
separado

o problema
é quando junta
acendo um poema em outro poema
ana martins marques