December 2011
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Kay Ryan, "The Edges of Time"
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It is at the edges that time thins. Time which had been dense and viscous as amber suspending intentions like bees unseizes them. A humming begins, apparently coming from stacks of put-off things or just in back. A racket of claims now, as time flattens. A glittering fan of things competing to happen, brilliant and urgent as fish when seas retreat.
(via haelox)
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One Art Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these...
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Billy Collins, "Hunger"
The fox you lug over your shoulder in a dark sack has cut a hole with a knife and escaped. The sudden lightness makes you think you are stronger as you walk back to your small cottage through a forest that covers the world.
CAN I GET AN AMEN.
amattressoutatsea:
Feeling the love for the UPS men. They’re the real Santas.
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bitchuation:
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I don’t know if anything makes me more depressed than It’s a Wonderful Life
I think if I ever watched this drunk I would kill my self
SERIOUSLY
it should be called “Sometimes Life Ends On A Good Note But The Rest Of It Is Pretty God Awful”
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I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling...
– Jack Kerouac (via misswallflower)
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persephonescrown:
when you have those awkward girl crushes you can’t explain
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Christmas Balls
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So every December, a neighborhood in Greensboro puts up these beautiful, colorful lighted Christmas balls. It’s actually pretty damn cool and if you live around here, you really should check it out. Tonight, my roommates, their manfriends, and myself drove through the area, looking at all the lights. And Emily and I devised a playlist that I thought was quite nice so I...
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Begin.
I’ve always been the victim of being a ‘jack of all trades, master of none.’ I guess I should be glad that I’m alright at some things. I’m not, though.
While I’m stuck paying thousands of dollars (of loan money, mind you) for a college education, some peers (hopeful colleagues) are off living life. Or at least working on it. Maybe I’d feel better content...
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She Put on Her Lipstick in the Dark Stuart Dischell
I really did meet a blind girl in Paris once. It was in the garden of a museum, Where I saw her touching the statues. She had brown hair and an aquamarine scarf.
It was in the garden of the museum. I told her I was a thief disguised as a guard. She had brown hair and an aquamarine scarf. She told me she was a student from Grenoble.
I...
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brandnewswastikas:
u’re*
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