December 2011
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“I have no illusions.
When I roll towards you at dawn,
I can’t see you in the...”
– Maura Stanton, “Visibility” (via Read a Little Poetry)
November 2011
116 posts
dear god. we are all going to die of melted...
grad student prof: does everyone know what 'cognitive' means? i'm just making sure because i didn't know until my fourth year in psychology.
me, within my head: this can't be real. is this real? i must be dying.
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hey tumblr.
as you are likely aware, tomorrow is december first.
you might remember how i have moved around quite a bit this year, so it may not come as a surprise to you that tomorrow, i move again. you’re curious how many places i’ve lived this year? oh good because i made this list just for you:
started off the year with H (the husband) in delaney park.
stayed with my dear...
i think i forgot how to sleep
“I am not a machine. For what can a machine know of the smell of wet grass in the...”
– Bernard Beckett (via litige)
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the cinnamon peeler's wife: Richard Siken
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clavicola:
Richard Siken
Close your eyes. A lover is standing too close to focus on. Leave me blurry and fall toward me with your entire body. Lie under the covers, pretending to sleep, while I’m in the other room. Imagine my legs crossed, my hair combed, the shine of my boots in the slatted light….
look i’m sorry for going 81 in a 50 but do you really have to give me a court date in fucking polk county the day after christmas? fuck you bro and your speed trap
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“The feelings that hurt the most, the emotions that sting most, are those that...”
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via clavicola)
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“If he could undress a rose
with the touch of his green thumb,
he could unclasp...”
– 2, Shinji Moon (via clavicola)
thanks given to:
- my family
- new found senses of solidarity
- this weather
- my internet friendsies (that’s you!)
- pumpkin pie
“Please don’t let me stop thinking and start blindly frightenedly accepting! I...”
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
wise words.
i heard some very, very wise words today that i would like to share with you. on dealing with my divorce, shit is really heavy and i don’t really know how to just sit through the storm and to really feel it all. i’m seeing a counselor and i was asking him how i should deal with this, how to be sad, how to react, and he said,
“what does a good funeral look like?”
people cry, people...
