“We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow.”— Richard Siken, from ‘Landscape with Black Coats in Snow’
“We made ourselves cold. We made ourselves snow.”— Richard Siken, from ‘Landscape with Black Coats in Snow’
“I hope it’s love. I’m trying really hard to make it love.”— Richard Siken, from Self-Portrait Against Red Wallpaper
“How much can you change and get away with it, before you turn into someone else, before it’s some kind of murder?”— Richard Siken, Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light
Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
Richard Siken,
Detail of the Fire
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