2/17/10

I am offically switching my collections to Tumblr because it is easier than having a Blogspot address and pretending it's a Tumblr.

this is the link in large letters.

2/16/10

12/31/09

12/30/09

12/14/09

to Charlotte,
dearest companion of twenty years - without whom,
nothing


[a cute dedication in this book. teehee.]

12/12/09

Swept Up Whole

You aren't swept up whole,
however it feels. You're
atomized. The wind passes.
You recongeal. It's
a surprise.

-Kay Ryan, from Elephant Rocks

12/2/09



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11/19/09

11/1/09

Leonard, I hate you forever for posting this.

10/27/09

It's just a man failing to reappear.

Your experience! - Actors! I'm talking about death - and you've never experienced that. And you cannot act it. You die a thousand casual deaths - with none of that intensity which squeezes out life... and no blood runs cold anywhere. Because even as you die you know that you will come back in a different hat. But no one gets up after death - there is no applause - there is only silence and some second-hand clothes, and that's - death -

...not for us, not like that. Death is not romantic, and death is not a game which will soon be over... Death is not anything... death is not... It's the absence of presence, nothing more... the endless time of never coming back... a gap you can't see, and when the wind blows through it, it makes no sound...

-from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard