One way to measure the passage of time is to count the number of days since you last had sex. I’ve lost count. I only know it’s been more than three years for me and my husband—at least with each other. I know this because
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What Happens in Hour Four? I’m paying attention to the lyrics in this song which go you can’t…always get…what you want… but if you try…you get what you need. I’m paying attention
Dirty light in the tiny hours. Rubbed myself off on a fire hydrant in the shadows. For want of a more accessible protuberance. It was the old night terroirs had me up.
Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry healers / flat sky / flame gifts for the hill / dachshunds blue cellophane / blue color of bread blue white walls / dante blood
Ryan and I had decided we were too old to be parents. We’d just met too late in life for this to happen, and the fiscal reality that we were teachers meant
You always leave them on the trees to rot & it so pains me to see this every fall those gorgeous pinkish red orbs like pinkish red planets become hollowed a reminder that time
I do understand what would drive someone to chart their loneliness on a grid. I do understand the precipitous tower of books relies on labors paid and unpaid, mine and others, in
I am not mad, my heart is so. Cliffside, oceanside, Pacific sand dollars, dead and broken. I am everywhere in neither form nor feeling, washed-up giant kelp,sea glass. The fire, the flame, smoke,
Translated from the Italian by Amy Newman Though a ray of sunshine,it’s not thawing. The pale tangle of shadowsis stillthe only ornament of the earthbeneath the bare trees. In Norway — right
Nobody said anything outright but there was always some insinuation. Maybe their eyes wouldn’t blink, or their voices went high as they tried to sound like they weren’t at all alarmed to
1. Free Audiobook I got one free audiobook for downloading the app, so I downloaded Middlemarch, which is 35 hours and 38 minutes. Trying to listen to this audiobook has exposed the