February 2012
24 posts
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Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
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Feb 25th
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When your grandfather came home from the war He kept all his best knives in the cupboard above the fridge This is how he forgot what danger looked like But this is how you learned to keep the things you loved the most Just out of reach
Feb 23rd
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Feb 19th
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Quake.
If you were to ask me Whether or not I would prevent this earthquake The answer, unquestionably, would be no What would this earth look like Without the shifting of tectonic plates Without the height of mountains and the depth of oceans Without the aftershocks of fingertips Without tremors behind kneecaps Could you even imagine A world that doesn’t remind us Every now and then That everything...
Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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download the project 'warsan versus melancholy'... →
warsanshire: - proceeds go to famine relief. it’s almost unbearable, but in the best way imaginable.
Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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Freewrite 02.13.12
The minute we shook hands The universe put us in its palm And began moving us From left, to right Alpha to omega Start to end Slowly Like the way I picture you Reading the newspaper on Sunday Planting yourself down on the couch Stretching your tree trunk limbs out with a groan I am but heavy rain in this forest where your roots run deep But still, the universe moves us along Deliberately Like the...
Feb 14th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 12th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 8th
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chaiivee: sometimes i want you so badly i forget myself at the bottom of the basket of laundry; like last week’s newspaper no longer interesting, just true, the sort of honesty only impressive when it first occurs, now old like chipotle for the sixth time in one week— because the most delicious things leave bad tastes in large doses; but you’ll never let that be the issue between...
Feb 7th
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Feb 6th
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Feb 2nd
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Describe me, I said And you called me a revolution Not “revolutionary” But the noun itself Was it my gunpowder nail polish That betrayed the grenade in my rib cage Or did you smell it in my hair There’s lipstick propaganda on your collar now Wear it proudly, comrade Revolutions often only happen in one night
Feb 1st
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January 2012
39 posts
“I will always be your lover, even after our atoms are dispersed”
–  Ani DiFranco, Hearse
Jan 31st
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Jan 31st
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Jan 30th
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Anonymous asked: Does that include you?
Jan 30th
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Jan 28th
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Jan 25th
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“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes...”
– Anaïs Nin
Jan 25th
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Jan 25th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 20th
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Jan 20th
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Freewrite 01.18.12
Have you ever tried to dig a lover out of your spine? I can assure you the process is arduous Every vertebrae is a birthday For stillborn memories in ivory frames Soft tissue, protecting valuables It requires a steady hand Go in through the ribcage Push past the inside jokes etched into marrow Although they will tempt you into relapse They will soon be hieroglyphics in a lost language That will...
Jan 19th
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Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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“If I had my way we’d sleep every night all wrapped around each other like...”
– William S. Burroughs (via helengeorgia)
Jan 16th
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Jan 14th
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Jan 14th
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Jan 13th
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Jan 12th
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Jan 11th
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