February 2012
264 posts
someone stole my record crate. not my records. they put my records on my desk. but the wawa milk crate that i had them in is missing as hell.
set your arms down / warpaint
the blues
“When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind...”
– Abraham Joshua Heschel
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"how can you live without all the answers?"
i just woke up from a dream in which i was at what i think was a birthday party for my unborn niece. in my dream people kept coming to the party and handing their babies to me, and i was struggling to hold three at once but they kept slipping, and while i was carrying them they got even smaller and so i had them in some contraption (not dissimilar to a cup carrier from dunkin donuts) and i had a...
“it’s twister for vampires”
Watchi can’t tell if my cat thinks i am really great or really dirty
i finished reservation blues
i have spent a lot of my life feeling ashamed and less-than and insecure and obligated to redeem myself or prove something to people for being brown and being the way that i am. i have spent a lot of my life being angry for feeling that way. i grew up in a black neighborhood in a white town. i have always been eccentric and i have always been a reader. when i went outside in my neighborhood, the...
It’s Not a Fairytale: Seattle to Build Nation’s... →
wolfmama:
Seattle’s vision of an urban food oasis is going forward. A seven-acre plot of land in the city’s Beacon Hill neighborhood will be planted with hundreds of different kinds of edibles: walnut and chestnut trees; blueberry and raspberry bushes; fruit trees, including apples and pears; exotics like pineapple, yuzu citrus, guava, persimmons, honeyberries, and lingonberries; herbs; and...
my boss denied my vacation hours for asheville/texas and so tomorrow i am putting in my two weeks notice and it is going to feel so great. that place has been sucking me dry. i hope the farm/hostel in new mexico likes the natal chart they requested of me, because they are my back up plan and i like them so much.
hereiswhereikeepthem:
I am confused about being a human.
Make me a sandstorm, a streetlamp, a sidewalk. Something, anything, nothing. I put myself here, I pry myself out. Pull me out! I’m within. I’m without.
I am confused about being a body. Make me a savior, a songstress, a song. O, Stars, Stars, make me something! Something or anything, nothing at all.
i am confused about being a human
http://thenicestplaceontheinter.net/ →
this is really sweet and nice and cool
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i drank an expired Naked smoothie. am i going to die????
he hit me (and it felt like a kiss)
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i made a lot of tips today and now i am at the bookstore because i want to treat myself to new books. recommend some novels or short story/poetry collections?
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“There’s no place to go. There’s no place you ever go. You’re always in the same...”
– Ram Dass
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