May 2012
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Don't You Wonder Sometimes - Tracy K. Smith
1. After dark, stars glisten like ice, and the distance they span Hides something elemental. Not God, exactly. More like Some thin-hipped glittering Bowie-being - a Starman Or cosmic ace hovering, swaying, aching to make us see. And what would we do, you and I, if we could know for sure That someone was there squinting through the dust, Saying nothing is lost, that everything lives on waiting...
April 2012
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As it has been said:
Love and a cough
cannot be concealed.
Even a small...
– Anne Sexton (via align)
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March 2012
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Diane Seuss - Baby goodbye (excerpt)
I gotta leave you baby, please don’t make me stay. You sing that shit it’s like you’re digging your own grave. You’re not seeking a cure, not sewing up the seams or saying your Hail Marys. You don’t even dream of getting into heaven. Heaven. Dreamhouse. A garden party in the back yard starring a cleaned up Mr. James in his uncomfortable tuxedo.
Fuck it. You dig...
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There are some things about myself that I can’t explain to anyone. There are...
– Haruki Murakami, A Slow Boat To China (via funeral)
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Shel Silverstein - Alice
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME And up she grew so tall, She ate from a plate called TASTE ME And down she shrank so small. And so she changed while other folks Never tried nothin’ at all.
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I am desperately looking the other way so that love won’t see me. I want the...
– Jeanette Winterson —Written on the Body (via vforvice)
If one candidate’s trying to scare you and the other one’s trying to get you to...
– Bill Clinton (via BarackObama)
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Kay Ryan - Things Shouldn't Be So Hard
A life should leave deep tracks: ruts where she went out and back to get the mail or move the hose around the yard; where she used to stand before the sink, a worn-out place; beneath her hand the china knobs rubbed down to white pastilles; the switch she used to feel for in the dark almost erased. Her things should keep her marks. The passage of a life should show; it should abrade. And when life...
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There are things sadder
than you and I. Some people
do not even touch.
– Sonia Sanchez, Haiku (via grammatolatry)
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If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s...
– Audre Lorde (via funeral)