May 2012
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Too Much Tact: StrawberryPaisley Reckdal I am... →
toomuchtact:
Strawberry Paisley Reckdal I am going to fail. I’m going to fail cartilage and plastic, camera and arrow. I’m going to fail binoculars and conjugations, all the accompanying musics: I am failing, I must fail, I can fail, I have failed the way some women throw themselves into lover’s arms…
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: Unconventional Love Poem #4, Shira Erlichman,... →
giddybombs:
Well, I said, I
just want you
to know I’ve got
hair
around my nipples,
a rash of red pinpricks
on both thighs plus
my bottom, I’m
pretty
sure it smells like
trashed cod down
there, my
plaque has
plaque, I’m hungry,
too fast and
…
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Two Steps to a Bikini-Ready Body
chubby-bunnies:
1. Look in the mirror and say “Bitch, I’m fabulous.”
2. Don bikini.
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“There’s a book called
‘A Dictionary of Angels’.
No one has opened it in fifty...”
– “in the library,” by charles simic (via clavicola)
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at last, quiet heart: Winter Imagine I loved you... →
threedaysofrain:
Winter
Imagine I loved you still and nights like these were visitations, an endless Pentecost of lips and hands and bodies resurrected in their beds, not mine, or yours, but given, like a snowfall. Out in the dark, the woods are from a map that someone has left unfinished: hand-coloured…
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Too Much Tact: Waiting for My Life by Linda Pastan... →
toomuchtact:
Waiting for My Life by Linda Pastan I waited for my life to start for years, standing at bus stops looking into the curved distance thinking each bus was the wrong bus; or lost in books where I would travel without luggage from one page to another; where the only breeze was the rustle…
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