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“the body keeps the score” or my personal favorite, “the body is a fleshy calendar clock and worst/best keeper of time, alerting me early at the start of a month, ‘pssstt, hey you know those memories randomly creeping in? yeah, it’s because we’ve got trauma anniversaries forecasted for the next two weeks. just thought you should know. kgoodluckxoxo<3’”
[image description: a quote from the Selected Poems by Frank O’Hara.
‘it’s April no May it’s May Such little things have to be established in morning’]
finished Maggie Smith’s You Could Make This Place Beautiful and cannot stop thinking about its tenderness. as someone who is divorced, I expected her process through that to be the most hard-hitting (and it was incredibly impactful) but I think I was most touched by how deeply she cares about her kids, and I haven’t seen that personal side of mothering, or parenting at all, really. she doesn’t just love her kids, she so very much loves the people they are. she loves hearing their thoughts, watching their creations, being able to witness them exist and grow in the world.
in one particular section, she mentions her ex-husband didn’t ask for any of the kids’ things, like macaroni art on the fridge or drawings of the family, “things I would have run into a burning building for,” she says, which really got me. that love. that “I see you in everything you make” love. that “I want to protect and celebrate everything you are” love. that “this came from you, so I love it” love.
i miss when singers didn't have to be the most beautiful person you had ever seen
Prompt: after Kim Addonizio’s “What Do Women Want?”
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“Come to my quietness I shall cover you with it, like a white sheet that has blown all day in the sun, like a mountain lake filled with spring, it shall slip over you…”
— Diane di Prima, Selected Poems, 1956-1975 (North Atlantic Books, 1975)
they should invent a back/shoulders that doesn’t hurt for people over the age of 28
tl;dr—a really, really nice day. ☀️
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I don’t often comment on the *gestures to clusterfuck of chaotic world events* but never in my wildest childhood imagination would I have pictured that I would be in a position in adulthood to try to teach older family members and elders in the community that there are, in fact, not humanoid satanic lizard beings trying to invade the government and Hollywood.
I THINK LOVE IS SOMETHING / THAT HAPPENS TO OTHER PEOPLE - Michael Gray Bulla
your next favorite read is here ❤️ The Ghosts’ Share of Rent is a photo/poetry book, based on antique photos from my collection. the book explores what connects people over time; that, whether in 1839 or 2007, humans have always felt curious, rebellious, lost, gentle, and in love. order from Party Trick Press for their choose what you pay system and enjoy a few bonus materials. <3
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having friends is so cool like here’s a person i love soooo much and i get to make inside jokes w them and make them laugh and be there for them when they’re sad and share in their suffering as well as their joy. what a beautiful and sacred thing. friendship is holy
i have been meaning to reach out to you but the window was open and everything seemed so lovely outside so i forgot.. but i still love you give me just a minute
yeah sorry I fed my laptop to the woods. you definitely won’t be getting that assignment EOD. mhm yeah the ground swallowed it whole with a big burp and then a few wildflowers popped up in its place. actually my phone’s next. it’s slipping out of reach under the grass as I’m typing this. idk maybe try reaching me by bird call or walkie talkie or not at all. yeah sorry I know it’s last minute, but good luck with everythi
and i think about your poems all the time
https://x.com/georgievayani/status/1776847263090032986?s=46
oh wow <3 please know I’ve been sitting here staring at this message, making flabbergasted noises trying to think of something other than “thank you,” but uhh wow, that’s what I’ve got for now. thank you.
