September 2011
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She is a tornado.
He is a man. He is solid and humble.
She tells the story...
– Jeanann Verlee, the telling (via grammatolatry)
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we didn’t need speedometers
we could manage cocktails out of ice and water
I...
– Frank O’Hara, excerpt from Animals (via holdonmagnolia)
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"This is not class warfare. It's math." --... →
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yesabsolutely:
Suppose we had time and no money living by our wits telling stories which stories would you tell? I would tell the story of Pierrot Le Fou who trusted not a woman but love itself till his head blew off not quite intentionally I would tell all the stories I knew in which people went wrong but the nervous...
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Desire doubled is love; and love doubled is madness. Madness doubled is...
– Anne Carson (via lessonstoteachmychildren)
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I’m no longer in love
with the sand that makes the pearl,
or anything grainy...
– Robin Ekiss: The Past is Another Country (via grammatolatry)
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To Assia Wevill.
Were there nights
when you were sure he would...
– Sarah Kay, Lightning
“During his marriage to the poet Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes took up an affair with Assia Wevill after she and her husband David visited the couple in 1962. Wevill’s husband, upon finding out about the affair, took a number of sleeping pills and attempted suicide, but survived....
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mythologyofblue:
In a voice one may hear a rocky coast.
-Anne Carson, Plainwater
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Nail me to you. I will ride you like a nightmare.
– Jeanette Winterson, Written On The Body (via serpentskirts)
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn.
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This lovely light, it lights not me.
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (via mythologyofblue)
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Where the FUCK is my True Blood putlocker link!?
LETMEWATCHTHIS IS BROKEN SO I CANT FUCKING FIND IT AND READING ALL YOU IDIOTS SPOILING IT FOR ME IS NOT MAKING ME A HAPPY GODDAMN CAMPER.
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I treat love really well. How love treats you is a whole different bag of soup....
– Derrick Brown, excerpt from Sgt. Pederson Would Like a Word With You (via holdonmagnolia)
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In the miles from your headboard
to your balcony doors
I have spent an entire...
– Carrie Rudzinski, 10,000 Lakes (via holdonmagnolia)
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She did not think his chest a well.
Did not wish to cast him, to armor his...
– Megan Thoma, excerpt from Weight (via holdonmagnolia)
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It puzzles me how many people still believe ‘friendship’ or at least bonhomie...
– — Grace Dent, How to Leave Twitter (via pitcherplant)
mrgreendidit is my secret internet chum (who I had fun with in boston once) and now she lives a few hours away!
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Geryon’s life entered a numb time, caught between the tongue and the taste.
– Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red (via invisiblestories)
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