Autumn is summer in San Francisco
“We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.”— Henry Rollins (via burnedouthalos)
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“And in August the jasmine flowers And in September—sweetbriar, And you appeared in my dreams—”— Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; “More About This Summer (Fragment)”
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“Summer? My memory flutters — had I — was there a summer?”— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to J. G. Holland featured in The Letters of Emily Dickinson (via violentwavesofemotion)