I really really love this.
I have spent $8.40 on a book and it has taught
me nothing. I cannot write a poem on someone’s mirror
and make words change the way they see their face.
I cannot tell them the same thing over and over again,
chirping like a parrot with no sense. It won’t make
any difference.Words, I guess, don’t…
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1 It’s dangerous to love a blossoming writer.
When you fall in love with her, don’t forget that she’s still just
learning how to handle words, how to treat them and hold them.
Remember that she will attach significance to everything you say,
that she will cite a casual phrase you uttered three…
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(Source: lipofucktion, via winabagel)
Eyes locked
A mirage of the middle distance
Heavy beats strain
Against My feeble frame
Weakened by memory
And refrain.
Trans Pennine pining
Leaving it’s scars
Of an endless longing
On a lonesome heart.
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How Obama Decides Your Fate If He Thinks You’re a Terrorist
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The Campaign Against Driving Broken Hearted
