“Try to imagine jumping from the edge of a very tall building. Just floating, flying, weightless. Those seconds would feel like minutes, and you would be completely at peace. I often find myself wondering if that feeling would be worth hitting the ground at the end”.
Month: April 2012
Tell me Your Dream
“Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again. How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running until they forget that they are horses. It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, it’s more like
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My Silent Night
“I wanted to hurt you but the victory is that I could not stomach it. It’s beautiful. It really is. I had a dream about you. We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want. You said tell me about your books, your visions made of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon.
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The Mornings
“I woke up in the morning and I didn’t want anything, didn’t do anything, couldn’t do it anyway, just lay there listening to the blood rush through me and it never made any sense, anything”. -Richard Siken
Guessing your Trajectory
“Knot the tie and go to work, un-knot the tie and go to sleep. I sleep. I dream. I wake. I sing. I get out the hammer and start knocking in the wooden pegs that affix the meaning to the landscape, the inner life to the body, the names to the things. I float too
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The Girl with Many Eyes
One day in the park I had quite a surprise. I met a girl who had many eyes. She was really quite pretty (and also quite shocking!) and I noticed she had a mouth, so we ended up talking. We talked about flowers, and her poetry classes, and the problems she’d have if she ever
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In a Car with a Beautiful Girl
“You are in a car with a beautiful girl, and she won’t tell you that she loves you, but she loves you. And you feel like you have done something terrible, like robbed a store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you are tired. You are in a car
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