February 2012
9 posts
well. that was perfect.
rain
makes me sleepy.
Amaze by Adelaide Crapsey
I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.
life happens fast
In my dream you were still looking for me amongs whales as your dipped your pen into the ocean and wrote in ink. That was perfectly normal. Before the foam splashed on to you, you made it splash on to your paper. Elsewhere Aubree sat drinking tea and I saw Maya re-filling her tea pot with ocean water. Also perfectly normal.
“Hey, do you think the wind will blow us north?” “No, I...
no plans, no expectations.
January 2012
6 posts
what I shall do tonight
I will change my heels for flip flops, or sneakers? I will most likely wear jeans…and a tank top. I shall go to the beach and hold your hand. Let my feet draw in the sand
Maybe I’ll let them wander on the shores
How nice. Really. It’s nice to have you to love.
There are these moments of permission by Camille...
Between raindrops, space, certainly, but we call it all rain. I hang in the undrenched intervals, while Callie is sleeping, my old self necessary and imperceptible as air.
it's hot here
I guess I understand. I guess it is hard to have a relationship with someone you never see. I’ll always love you.
Purr. Pour. Purr. Pour.
There is no fun in going to the beach alone. There is no fun. Wonder when it’ll get less complicated. Wonder when it will stop smelling like smoke.
Anyway, it’s like my mom always said, bad times can last a 100 years and there is no human...
“When Dostoevsky met Dickens in 1862 — a meeting that is hard to imagine —...”
– Verlyn Klinkenborg, “The Whirling Sound of Planet Dickens” (via fwriction)
“And his dreams! Has he told you his dreams? It’s magnificent! Now he...”
“What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the...”
– Pedro Calderon de la Barca
December 2011
2 posts
tis the season
It was the night before chrismas and network was down
collision lights blinking and shining like the stars!
Go. →
November 2011
2 posts
forgive my honesty
I don’t want to wake up in five years without you by my side. This is going to be difficult, no?
October 2011
12 posts
don't skip a beat
Me: Don’t worry, there are many pretty girls you can hook up with at the club. Alaimo: What’s the point if they won’t love me?
I am a bad influence.
stop-thinking about what they think of you
start-thinking about how much I love you
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Hold that moment still
Pause us walking holding hands over the ice. Pause us running through the rain under a thunderstorm. Pause us walking through the parks during the fall. Pause us swinging with the spring breeze. Put pause and hold those memories.
Hold them because the ice never freezes the same way. The rain never soaks us like that. The leaves never fall where they did. Hold us because the swings just...
“Kiss me and you’ll know how important I am”
– Sylvia Plath
puzzles puzzling me
It’s one of those nights. I can’t get far enough.
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“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp,...”
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (via whylovememylove)
I hope my memory can work for a bit more. I don’t want to forget this weekend.
September 2011
7 posts
Ohms
Not even my imagination can wrap around the inmensity of Earth. Nor my strongest wishes. It’s so big! It’s so dark at night and so bright during the day.
If I were to rule the world I would move it. Everyone…everywhere. Everything, everywhere. That’s not allowed. That’s madness in your heart. That insanity running wild like a forest fire. Why do these things only...
“Each of us bears his own hell”
– Vergil
“He had a nice dick too. And he was a virgin, I could bathe in his blood to...”
– Letters: From Whale to Whale
“Devout believers are safeguarded in a high degree against the risk of certain...”
– Freud
when the fireworks stopped at night and lights rained down, one stayed up. I realized it was a star.
“She went on at beautiful length about how she used to fly all around the...”
– J.D Salinger
August 2011
11 posts
english decay
where are you under all that love? food for thought.
I feel like I got older pretty quickly. As soon as I moved out of my mother’s house. Here is what living alone is really like:
You don’t have freedom, what you don’t have, is money to go out.
Something always breaks, currently: microwave, if Julia didn’t need one, I don’t either.
Some days I don’t get out...
I’ve been thinking that now there are no huge pieaces of land to work on. Why should I have children that I can’t ensalve to work in them?
legends
from a distance i love you with fire
from a distance i love you with waves
from a distance i feel you my love
from a distance we have each other in our bones
from a distance our bodies become air
from a distance i can talk to you
from a distance our love will be a legend
from a distance they will talk
…of this love that was a legend, and how we left
I can’t believe Steve Jobs quit, what is he now? Steve Unemployed? [inser funny caricature I am too lazy to draw]
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A Modern Sexual-Assault Tale
Man: Hello, I'd like to report a mugging.
Officer: A mugging, eh? Where did it take place?
Man: I was walking by 21st and Dundritch Street and a man pulled out a gun and said, "Give me all your money."
Officer: And did you?
Man: Yes, I co-operated.
Officer: So you willingly gave the man your money without fighting back, calling for help or trying to escape?
Man: Well, yes, but I was terrified. I thought he was going to kill me!
Officer: Mmm. But you did co-operate with him. And I've been informed that you're quite a philanthropist, too.
Man: I give to charity, yes.
Officer: So you like to give money away. You make a habit of giving money away.
Man: What does that have to do with this situation?
Officer: You knowingly walked down Dundritch Street in your suit when everyone knows you like to give away money, and then you didn't fight back. It sounds like you gave money to someone, but now you're having after-donation regret. Tell me, do you really want to ruin his life because of your mistake?
Man: This is ridiculous!
Officer: This is a rape analogy. This is what women face every single day when they try to bring their rapists to justice.
Man: Fuck the patriarchy.
Officer: Word.
you can't fuck everything, you whore
weather wether
Lima has such strange winter weather. It is humid and misty but it never rains. I cannot wait for summer. I cannot wait for sand and sun.
As kids we didnt have Wii or xbox or laptops. We played outside, jumping rope, hide and seek and nonsense like that. Our parents didn’t text us or call us to come home, they only had to scream out the window and yell our names. We talked to people and...
Mythbusting 101: Organic Farming > Conventional... →
Well, this sucks
tonight I am sad. i guess it is time for ramen.
July 2011
20 posts
poeticinfamy:
Dress me in your words, Erase with your tongue, Edit with your fingertips.