March 2012
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I Was Trying to Describe You to Someone, by...
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I was trying to describe you to someone a few days ago. You don’t look like any girl I’ve ever seen before. I couldn’t say “Well she looks just like Jane Fonda, except that she’s got red hair, and her mouth is different and of course, she’s not a movie star…” I couldn’t say that because you don’t look like Jane Fonda at all. I finally ended up describing you as a movie I saw when I...
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Sometimes, when I find it hard to sleep, I’ll think of when we first met, of the...
– —David Sedaris, When You Are Engulfed in Flames
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Another One
by Jordan Stewart
Our tattoos brought the rain down exploding on sidewalks and chain link fences like the footsteps of an escaping shoplifter. We rushed the pawn shops and second hand stores for nicotine stained super Nintendos and ripped, reread, Bradbury third editions. We used to say if moonlight had a postal code we’d write letters about sleeping on the train tracks and waiting for your...
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by Jordan Stewart
We wrote swears on the ocean’s edge while the sun rose. What hearts are these, that could love the beach’s most vulnerable, toe-stubbing thoughts, printed on its yawning forehead? And what hands are these? Laced around coffee mugs of wine, our lips and teeth purple with the effort. The dog only knows the truth of it, and only for an instant: White washed legs and a tongue...
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I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me...
– Maurice Sendak (via libraryland)
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