Sunday, July 10, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Dear thunder without lightning
Monday, June 6, 2011
Somehow
Photographer Unknown
We've been had, you say it's over
Sometimes I'm just happy I'm older
We've been had I know it's over
Somehow it got easy to laugh out loud
- The Walkmen
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Happen Like That
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
There was a flash of light
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Just... Everything
StorytellingRavens “She wondered what Elliot had told them, and whether it was worth returning to school with an assumed limp and only the vaguest explanation of her absence: something about having fallen out of one of the trees at the back and broken her whole body, “You know…just everything.”
- White is For Witching, Helen Oyeyemi
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Wasn't like this...
The end of time wasn’t like this the last go around,
wasn't lake or gray morning, an apartment I didn’t know,
rumpled sheets, a glass half full of water,
the floor above creaking with the weight of
someone who wears shoes even at home—
No one knows how the mind works.
How are you supposed to remember where you live
in a world contracted to expire—
Rain pouring along the pane.
You promised to respond and still there’s nothing—
- Kazim Ali
wasn't lake or gray morning, an apartment I didn’t know,
rumpled sheets, a glass half full of water,
the floor above creaking with the weight of
someone who wears shoes even at home—
No one knows how the mind works.
How are you supposed to remember where you live
in a world contracted to expire—
Rain pouring along the pane.
You promised to respond and still there’s nothing—
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Speech
“What I mean is, each act of speech stands on the belief that someone will hear.”
- White Is For Witching, Helen Oyeyemi
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Started Listening
Felicity Green Photography“As he drove, Abe recalled that his grandfather always told him that any man who took the time to listen would be amazed at all he could discover without even trying. A truly observant individual could lie down beside the river and hear where the fish were swimming; why, the trout would practically give directions to any man who was willing to study them. And because his grandfather was the best fisherman in town, and had always given out good advice, Abe started listening then and there. He thought about the dark mark on the boy’s forehead, a bruise the color of wild iris, and he decided that for once in his life he’d pay attention. He’d take note of what this drowned boy had to say.”
- The River King, Alice Hoffman
Friday, April 22, 2011
It is then

Jennifer Causey
So at nighttime
When she is winding down
And I'm still writing books about how to get comfortable
In the skin she gave me
I see rock stars on stages smashing guitars
And it is then that I want to find them a comfortable chair,
Get them a snack, and introduce them to daylight
- Buddy Wakefield
Monday, April 18, 2011
The Earth Beneath My Feet
Miranda Silver is in Dover, in the ground beneath her mother's house.
Her throat is blocked with a slice of apple
(to stop her speaking the words that may betray her)
her ears are filled with earth
(to keep her from hearing sounds that will confuse her)
her eyes are closed, but
her heart thrums hard like hummingbird wings.
- White Is For Witching, Helen Oyeyemi
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Blowing off the Sea
Christina Richards
“The long, drawn-out process of being undermined by inertia had made him unsure of anything anymore. He had brief interludes of absolute clarity, usually when he was on the beach or sitting among the dunes sheltering him from the biting cold winds blowing off the sea, and it sometimes seemed to him the whole thing was pointless.” - The Man Who Smiled, Henning Mankell
Monday, April 11, 2011
Reckoning
Monday, April 4, 2011
Truth
“Now, before I tell you my story, let me tell you another story. I don’t know if it actually happened, but I know that it’s true.” - Joel ben Izzy, Snap Judgment
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