May 2013
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kreayshawn:
Tumblr is like when you were young and took a stack of magazines and cut out your fav. pictures and made a collage. Then you’d cut out words like “SEX” and “DRUGS” and paste them all over it.
Fooled Me for Years with the Wrong Pronouns Gwyneth Lewis
You made me cry in cruel stations,
So I missed many trains. You married others
In plausible buildings. The subsequent son
Became my boss. You promised me nothing
But blamed me for doubting when who wouldn’t.
If I knew how to please you — who have found
Out my faults. In dreams I’m wild with guilt. Have pity
Kill it. Then, when...
And what do you mean that its form is slack? Do you know how much I polished it,...
– Letters of Italo Calvino
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Smalltown Lift
Brian Blanchfield
One last stop, he says. And they drive to Westside Lanes.
I grew up bowling. I don’t want to bowl. It was raining.
We’re not going to bowl, the circus carpet dark with gum
beneath them, and he parts the curtains on the best
photo booth in town. He feeds it the three dollars, Get
in. They somehow share the short ridged stool. In here
we have to tell each...
O.K., let me put it this way. Have you ever had a watercolor teacher who is,...
– My Wedding Hair : The New Yorker
My wedding vibe is really frank hand jobs.
You are alone in this. But we are watching, and we love you.
– J., validating my fear/terror
April 2013
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March 2013
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Crushes thrive in small spaces. Humans must be programmed to respond in a...
– Love in the House: Heidi Julavits
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