August 2011
10 posts
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Marriage
Should I get married? Should I be good?
Astound the girl next door with my velvet suit and faustus hood?
Don’t take her to movies but to cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs and forked clarinets
then desire her and kiss her and all the preliminaries
and she going just so far and I understanding why
not getting angry saying You must feel! It’s beautiful to feel!
Instead...
Apprehension
I thought you would die today.
A scalpel stripped warm steer flesh
Outside the kitchen window
Hooves suspended off the grass—
Your chest neither rose nor fell
And Death waited on the couch
Jealousy in the corner
Of her mouth. The radio
Sang scratchy, “What’ll I Do.”
I thought you would die today.
But you said, “Thank you,” half eyed
When I told black legs, “I love you.”
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Venus' flytraps
I am five,
Wading out into deep
Sunny grass,
Unmindful of snakes
& yellowjackets, out
To the yellow flowers
Quivering in sluggish heat.
Don’t mess with me
‘Cause I have my Lone Ranger
Six-shooter. I can hurt
You with questions
Like silver bullets.
The tall flowers in my dreams are
Big as the First State Bank,
& they eat all the people
Except the ones I love.
They have...
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Little Resi Noth. . .
Chapter nineteen from Kurt Vonnegut’s Mother Night.
I went into the music room of Werner Noth’s emptying house and found little Resi and her dog.
Little Resi was ten years old then. She was curled in a wing-chair by a window. Her view was not of the ruins of Berlin but of the walled orchard, of the snowy lace that the treetops made.
There was no heat in the house. Resi was bundled up in...
Hazel Bee Cards →
I found these in London, and absolutely love them. They are my sit-and-read when I feel like shit.
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“I feel like men are more romantic than women. When we get married we marry,...”
– Dean, Blue Valentine
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“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means...”
– J.M. Barrie
WatchStolen playlist. August 10, 2011
WatchStolen playlist. I haven’t heard many of these songs before, but I like ‘em.
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You Are Welcome Here: A Letter to My Daughter →
lieslieslies:
Some days I fear I will never meet you. Some days I fear that you will never exist and that time, shhh, long ago, was the last chance. But other days I break apart completely thinking about your skin and if you’d smile with your eyes or with your entire face.
I just wanted to tell you some…
