March 2012
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“I know a boy who called his girlfriend’s body a “crime scene.” Dad, my body is...”
– Jeanann Verlee, “Communion”
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“‘What is the opposite of two?’
‘A lonely me, a lonely...”
– Richard Wilbur, Opposites, More Opposites, and a Few Differences
February 2012
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fromlilywithlove asked: So I am head-over-heels, kiss my elbows, hoppingly, skippingly in love with your blog and I am fairly certain that if you and I met each other in a crooked cafe or a decrepit bookstore we would become friends. Everything you post is fabulous and i am thinking of make a black and white wall in my college room with some of the photographs you have posted. I suppose you are wondering who I am: my...
Some people just live beautiful lives.
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5000letters:
“3. The day you fall in love, his...
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Hi, everyone. I know I’ve been on kind of sporadically over the past several days but things are just really busy for me right now, but they should calm down in the middle of the week. If you have a moment (or two or three really) check out the Winter issue of Freckled magazine, an online zine I was asked to contribute something to for their winter issue. It’s absolutely beautiful and...
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“I want to fall in love, but not forever.”
– Moira Egan, from “Bar Napkin Sonnets”
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“A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this. If I love you
is...”
– Margaret Atwood (via cartographe)
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auroses-deactivated20130217 asked: "Do you want him to use his hands like he’s reading you?" Just beautiful. Your shadow is made of poetry, that I am sure.
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ycyk-deactivated20120426 asked: You are flawed.
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cordura asked: You are so incredibly perfect, and your blog is just agh amazing. I enjoy following you so much.
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cartographe:
I’d like to be traced blindly by fingertips, because there are parts of faces you can only see by touching them. I’d like to know the names of every bone in the body - clavicle, atlas, radius - I’d teach them to you like they were poems embed them between your knuckles; store them in the knots of your spine.
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“I can see, clearly, tonight the moon. “To the moon and back is how I love...”
– Jan LaPerle, from “She Rings Like a Bell Through the Night”
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Passing to Where?
Sometimes I take out my passport, look at the photograph of myself (not very good, etc.) just to see if I exist
— Richard Brautigan
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“We see it haunting lockets, cards,
carved into the breasts of trees
or...”
– Michael Meyerhofer, “Iconography of the Heart”
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Anonymous asked: Dear, please tell me, when a guy (a friend, not even a very close one) starts to play with your hands and stroking them... and also strokes your knees and pull them to him, do you think this means something at all for him? Or nothing at all? Oh, please, please, help me! xxx
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Anonymous asked: How do you get through a book you have to read for school and do not like?
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“I do things like get in a taxi and say, “The library, and step on it.”
– David Foster Wallace (via 4mbivalent)
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kleineperle asked: I feel like I can't breathe. I don't know who else to talk to. I broke up with my ex several months ago, and now we're just friends. He turned into this total ass, and I couldn't figure out why I was still with him. He just wasn't the person I fell in love with anymore. And it's hard, you know? It's so damn hard. He's in the military now though, so I never...
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“You will be out with friends
when the news of her existence
will be...”
– Sierra DeMulder, “Unrequited Love Poem”
