Alice Anderson
@aliceanderson.bsky.social
Poet: HUMAN NATURE and THE WATERMARK
Memoirist: SOME BRIGHT MORNING I’LL FLY AWAY
Winner of the Bobst Prize for literature, lesbian, mama, lover of forests and whales and starry skies ✨
Memoirist: SOME BRIGHT MORNING I’LL FLY AWAY
Winner of the Bobst Prize for literature, lesbian, mama, lover of forests and whales and starry skies ✨
Luna says hi ::::
December 18, 2024 at 7:16 PM
Luna says hi ::::
To everyone who is wondering if the book you’re writing has worth: remember all the books that saved your life and know that someone, somewhere is waiting to read the book that only you can write. Keep going ::::
December 13, 2024 at 5:40 PM
To everyone who is wondering if the book you’re writing has worth: remember all the books that saved your life and know that someone, somewhere is waiting to read the book that only you can write. Keep going ::::
Here’s the thing—feeling sorrow and fighting are not the binary. We can, and should, do both.
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
—Adrienne Rich
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
—Adrienne Rich
November 19, 2024 at 6:52 PM
Here’s the thing—feeling sorrow and fighting are not the binary. We can, and should, do both.
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
—Adrienne Rich
“There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.”
—Adrienne Rich
And her light
stretches over salt sea ::::
—Sappho
stretches over salt sea ::::
—Sappho
November 16, 2024 at 10:40 PM
And her light
stretches over salt sea ::::
—Sappho
stretches over salt sea ::::
—Sappho