November 2011
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the lost
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita   mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,   ché la diritta via era smarrita. At one point, midway on our path in life  When I had journeyed half of our life’s way  Half way along the road we have to go  I came to in a gloomy wood  In the midway of this our mortal life  Midway upon the journey of our life  Midway along the journey of our life  I came around and...
Nov 27th
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“I’m not sentimental—I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via anhelos)
Nov 27th
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Nov 27th
Nov 24th
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I Am a Natural Wonder →
e-chapbook of poems by Lili Ladewig and Anne Ceceilia Holmes.
Nov 15th
Nov 13th
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Remember Me To Him
I had a thing for biting, but never broke the skin. I burnt the roof of my mouth with mad talk about him, to him, how he mustn’t fall for that girl who looked like she might lose her looks too young. About thoughts of his wrists which had kept me awake for nights; I ran my fingers through his sand dune hair, in incremental obsession. No one had ever wanted him quite so explicitly.   We first...
Nov 13th
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Nov 10th
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Nov 9th
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Nov 4th
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Tight Dress
I’m in the tight dress. The one that prevents dignified sitting. The tight dress suggests I’m prepared to be undressed. Do my thighs flash through the seams? I try to remember if the bed is made, or unmade. The wind is wrapping up the sound of our kissing. I wonder should I undress first or should you undress first. I’m not sure I can take off the dress in a way that looks good. I consider...
Nov 2nd
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Nov 2nd
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Nov 1st
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Nov 1st
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Review of Emily Hasler's natural histories
charleswhalley: My review of Emily Hasler’s debut pamphlet natural histories is now up at Sabotage.
Nov 1st
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