December 2009
Checkup
dearoldlove:
If it was all about sex, why do you check up on me?
“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me,...”
– Augusten Burroughs (via atarmslength) (via junglejustine) (via theresolution)
I’d someone to tell me that this is a truth, that you can just say “hi” and it will work for meeting people.
“We’re like the places you just never see. You read about them, you know...”
– The Elected
“You are so distant I can hear my echoes
in the chambers of your bones.”
– A Soul Addresses Her Beloved in the Non-Green Zone, Chard deNiord
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“All those we kept from leaving now ready themselves to return.”
– from “No One Could Count Their Number” by Lisa Olstein
“Sometimes there are voices. Sometimes sparks of light. These are always...”
– from “The Universe Within” by Lisa Olstein
“It is dangerous to love what death can touch.”
– Lisa Olstein
“These are not the ones I bungled with early hands. There I harm in ways I...”
– from “So Much for This City” by Lisa Olstein
“Someone I love has died. I am certain, but I cannot tell who. A bird that sounds...”
– from “If It Ever Happens that the Fire Goes Out” by Lisa Olstein
“Not every species goes for the torch when I remove its cone but most do. The...”
– from “The Small Brain is Very Old” by Lisa Olstein
“The gesture for come here looks like go away. No is said with the flick of an...”
– from “Dreamy Little Savage” by Lisa Olstein
“Is it your blood I carry in a test tube,
my arm,
to let fall, crack and spill...”
– from “The Father of My Country” by Diane Wakowski
“I’m afraid to yell your name.
You might think you’re human and...”
– from “Love Poem with Bicycles an a Hotel” by Victoria Chang
“Where you counsel me on lips and throat. Where you love the hiss of my atom....”
– from “Love Poem with Peanut Shells” by Victoria Chang
“I wonder why she never said to stop peeling, stop my
search for another’s...”
– from “Newlywed Ghazal” by Victoria Chang
“Because I didn’t know what it was like to be
fire, because
I...”
– from “Moon Guitar Lessons” by Victoria Chang
“A young female student is not
just a young female student. Who is up from
a...”
– from “The Professor’s Lover” by Victoria Chang
“Then they stippled everyone
with shadow and everything went to pieces....”
– from “The Professor’s Lover” by Victoria Chang
“I can no longer hear your breathing,
just the rain that can’t hold back...”
– from “Ode to Iris Chang” by Victoria Chang
“near the covered ditches, only
an ocean keeps confessing
starfish to shore”
– from “Seven Stages of Genocide” by Victoria Chang
“faith grown
like brambles in the windows;
and then the wake
of your hand
in...”
– from “Repent” by Christina Pugh
“So beautiful is the skeleton, the symptom”
– from “Notes for Dora” by Christina Pugh
“someone loves the all of you:
if he comes to find you gone,
he’ll be...”
– from “Notes for Dora” by Christina Pugh
“What’s clear to me now
is you in the carrel,
where you’ve been...”
– from “Retro” by Christina Pugh
“If I ever said I loved you,
which I probably
won’t, the words might...”
– from “Mercurial (soap, glass, skull)” by Christina Pugh
“Have you ever felt like your whole body was going to fall apart if you didn’t...”
– A Letter to my Professor
“My mother said our bodies could digest anything,
but that’s a lie....”
– Antietam by Sandra Beasley
Circle of Shame
dearoldlove:
Shame on you for falling in love with me based on potential; shame on me for not living up to it.
Hmph
quartertosleep:
Once upon your bed, I melt. The sandy grain of itch once felt is gone now you don’t ask to stay. Stay.
“But I don’t know what to do.” That’s always what I think in my most desperate...”
– What I Was Told (via nightmarebrunette)
Interestingly I read this while listening to Red House Painters’ “Have You Forgotten,” of which the main lyric is “have you forgotten how to love yourself?”
“because that is the nature of love, because one walks alone
through the ruins...”
– from Las Ruinas del Corazon | Eric Gamalinda
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here is something
My mom and grandmother were riffling through some of my grandmother’s old sheet music from her days at Vassar when they found a letter written to my grandmother by a boy who was fighting in WWII at the time. He died soon after sending it.
Sometimes it knocks the breath out of me, how similar things in my life (or my family’s life) are to things I’ve written without my even...
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here is something
All I can think is “I have ruined my life.” The only words I want to say are “Everything I’ve done has been a mistake.”
Why do I still feel this way about you? Why do I still feel anything at all?
“The sparrows always go at night. But they come back. You’re like a...”
– Aiden in Puppy which is actually not a romantic movie at all but rather one about severe mental instability and a very extreme case of Stockholm syndrome. It’s great so far, though (both narratively and cinematically)
