Anonymous asked: I sometimes spend an hour reading your thoughts. And it's the most satisfying hour of my day.
That pleases me greatly. I’ll try and post some more soon!
“Entertaining a notion, like entertaining a baby cousin or entertaining a pack of hyenas, is a dangerous thing to refuse to do. If you refuse to entertain a baby cousin, the baby cousin may get bored and entertain itself by wandering off and falling down a well. If you refuse to entertain a pack of hyenas, they may become restless and entertain themselves by devouring you. But if you refuse to entertain a notion - which is just a fancy way of saying that you refuse to think about a certain idea - you have to be much braver than someone who is merely facing some blood-thirsty animals, or some parents who are upset to find their little darling at the bottom of a well, because nobody knows what an idea will do when it goes off to entertain itself.” — Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid by Lemony Snicket (via cleverwithherhands)
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Their Clothes
They Left
Winter Kill
[video]
I am a puddle in
the Persian rug
I stare at laundry,
my hands drip sea
and soon,
the clothes are floating
in me
and sodden,
they sink
in me
like loose change,
like lidless glass jars,
like dead,
waiting.
and in the winter
we freeze and suspend,
we are breathing ice,
stalled time,
resurrected cello choruses
mournful, and sweet,
and bitter candy.
tongues stick,
pull away,
sanguine mouths,
we melt.