& (for yesterday)

placename i: from the mountain i see. placename ii: river of january. in ethiopia an ocean is making itself, and in china some deserts eat all things. but somewhere there is a mountain and somewhere there is a river, and what more can two people ask but a place beside in which they can awake forever. oh, there are times when winter feels a permanent sleep mask, plush or otherwise, and all we can do is call to that call to that place by its name. what a footbridge correspondence can make. eating bacon alone, i think of you and sometimes but only sometimes.

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gloria in summer and gloria tonight as it is warm somewhere. wonder what breaks over that soft and how long it takes for each to each. drinking water out of glass, who thought of it first? contained, consumed, and God, if i could ask Jacob: was is Israel who sent his daughter out? was it Israel who saw Joseph's light? or did Jacob, waiting for his sons, oh, Jacob, standing in the yard, know how sweet the water? never to heed the good word, gloria. never to return a small flee. yes, gloria for there is nothing to call this great question of what happens when a man comes back. what a slender and a cheekbone and a swimming trunk. what then?

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(I'm going to use this everyday for one week. Thank you, Vicky.)

how it never seems to be that someone is in the capitol city but near the capitol city and that's what is assumed when a person is faraway in a place you do not know and may never know you, and why people stand at the shore looking at a slowing wave and then it kills them but not before they want it because it is big and nothing like it is, and where to go to find children who will forget you and and whose names you never learn and have it be okay because they are not yours and you will never touch their foreheads with your lips or part their hair with your fingers, and what is it that makes us afraid i mean there is somewhere a bestiary in which animals are listed in order by the size of their eyeballs - that is vertical height and not circumference, oh, and oh, and when you call and your first love answers the phone and you call him by your lover's name, and when you go to the mountain to stand on the mountain and you want to touch the rocks but are the rocks really there

things that have made me cry this week:

from "The Book of Failed Descriptions"

9.
A birthday party and he'll have nothing to do with the inflatable castle, rented and set up on the lawn, only wants to run all afternoon, playing chase, tag-like game where I growl and laugh and lumber around the playground, his giggling, both of us laughing and roaring, and I catch him and he gets away and climbs to the top of the jungle gym where he looks at me with worry, and I know that the game is on break, that this is real, and I walk beneath him and he doesn't pause. He jumps into my arms, and I catch him

-Tod Marshall, The Tangled Line

txt: the P.M. edition

Omg, girl. Now we're waiting in line at soundbar. Omg, now I know where all the Guess? clothes I sold went.


Y'all need to fall thru this party needs girls


Ugh the boys are getting coke and hookers


I'm drinking a long island ice tea on long island


Speaking of racism, some azn girl straight up said "nigger" in the bar


Damn he is gonna s the d!


FOR A MINUTE I THOUPGHT THIS DUDE HAD A GIANT ERYKAH BADU TATOO ON HIS CHEST BUT IT'S JUS A TAN TSHIRT


Omg I am srsly on a party trolley. Kill myself.