December 2010
Effects of Magic on Animals // Claudia Lamar
(via syllablefingers:
I wasn’t always a squid. I swear I was a ship in a past life. I still pray myself enormous. I count my hearts: one, two, three. I search the seas for symmetry. I drop Japanese words from my memory. Once: I saw a whale & the lower nature of my soul awoke. I had heard it was the devil. One of the beginning animals. I made myself simple. After: He was gone & I could...
“A man’s moral conscience is the curse he had to accept from the gods in order to...”
– William Faulkner (via mineisgreen:quote-book:noahkai)
“On the one hand, just shut up. You’re a sarcophagus! Spud pheromone!...”
– BRIEF ESSAY ON SELF-CONTEMPT IN THE KEY OF ‘S’ by Adrian Blevins
“I used to think
by now I’d be rid of Halloween and sadness and the happy...”
– from “person poem #10”, Matt Hart
(via ahuntersheart:
This is the winter when rotting is indistinguishable from wanting. I have busted the cassette wide open on purpose, wrapped the thin strands of tape around my neck and wrists in preparation to tell you I love you. But for some reason, when I see you soaking your feet in two buckets of salt water, I am deafened by the clackety-clack of plastic galloping behind me. And there’s...
“I’m always amazed that people take what I say seriously. I don’t even take what...”
– David Bowie (via bowiequotes:msamandarose:ashadeofgrey)
“I used to think
by now I’d be rid of Halloween and sadness and the happy...”
– from “person poem #10”, Matt Hart
“…for me a symbol of love is a waffle
iron be it successful or burning be...”
– from “birth or torture”, Chris Jackson
“I told my Sunday school class I wanted to grow up to be a martyr. I can still...”
– Anthony McCann
“One can live for years not knowing the teaspoon is inaccurate. Call the bureau...”
– “When you’re not allowed to daydream”, Rachel M Simon
“This is where it gets me. Right here.
Between the big toe and the shoe. Left...”
– “Bipedal” by Tom Dvorske
“On the one hand, just shut up. You’re a sarcophagus! Spud pheromone!...”
– BRIEF ESSAY ON SELF-CONTEMPT IN THE KEY OF ‘S’ by Adrian Blevins
