May 2013
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Dear Mom,
parvosunda:
Sing to me about the moths Tell me the tale of the tallest tree and the moon drops that cataract into the oceans Hum the one about the birds wrapping up the worms inside warm spider webs for morning, dousing them with dew beads like ketchup, unhinging their jaws and swallowing them entirely You used to tell me stories of the clubhouse in the clouds, where endless ice cream was your...
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parvosunda:
You’re not the animal you think you are. You’re only half of his chromosomes and the other half is just cotton swabs, mismatched socks and Saturday morning cartoons. Take off your skin. See how you glow under all that clay. Stop thinking about how it’s molding you. The drapes in your grandmother’s living room do more to shape who you are than your skin. Don’t let it bury you. Take...
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anecdoche
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. a conversation in which everyone is talking but nobody is listening, simply overlaying disconnected words like a game of Scrabble, with each player borrowing bits of other anecdotes as a way to increase their own score, until we all run out of things to say.
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April 2013
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comakid:
there is a second stomach and it is where words and sentences go when you swallow them instead of saying them out loud.
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