i am just moved by everything now. i'm porous and everything gets inside me
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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@dappledsunlighty
i am just moved by everything now. i'm porous and everything gets inside me
oh I know her well we went to 2014 together
once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out
day bed (2005)
i'm such yayybait. i'm such yippee!bait. i love to become ensnared in delight
The older I get, the stayer I home.
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Rain, New Year's Eve
by Maggie Smith
The rain is a broken piano, playing the same note over and over.
My five-year-old said that. Already she knows loving the world
means loving the wobbles you can’t shim, the creaks you can’t
oil silent — the jerry-rigged parts, MacGyvered with twine and chewing gum.
Let me love the cold rain’s plinking. Let me love the world the way I love
my young son, not only when he cups my face in his sticky hands,
but when, roughhousing, he accidentally splits my lip.
Let me love the world like a mother. Let me be tender when it lets me down.
Let me listen to the rain’s one note and hear a beginner’s song.
Jeanie Tomanek