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Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing
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Bob Hicok, from “The days are getting longer”, Elegy Owed
is this a life? i don’t know. i make another cup of coffee. stare at a tree from my balcony. write in my journal. take a hot shower. i call my sister and say nothing of value. she listens anyway. i make another coffee. read a book that gives me bad dreams. pick up my pen to write and put it back down. another flip of the calendar i carry in the center of my chest. i am learning to let my heart open up again
if life is as short as our ancestors insist it is, why isn’t everything i want already at my feet by Hanif Abdurraqib
IF THE ROUTINE NO LONGER SERVES, YOU MUST ALTER THE PATTERN, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?? YOUR LIFE STARTS WITH YOU
you have to try again. okay ?
Maybe it's a mistake but
then you'll learn how to make a strange place feel like home. Then you'll meet your own shadow, call it a friend. Then you'll make your bed just how you like it, lie in it too. Then you may find the worst of it is not that bad. Then maybe you'll run or jump or dive into the unknown, just to find your lungs along the way. Your heart and spirit too. Maybe it's a mistake but then you'll learn to be the one to ask and also to answer. Then you'll learn to live a life not built for anybody else but you.
“Whatever you’re meant to do, do it now. The conditions are always impossible.”
— Doris Lessing (via quotemadness)
Mary Karr, “Diogenes Tries to Forget”
[text ID: It’s one of those days when everything is half-off, / half-on. My shirt, for example, which I notice / is buttoned wrong while staring in the diner window. / I think I want a slice of pecan pie, some life / sweeter than this, life my childhood in Texas. / There’s no pie today, just you, / by accident again, bent over your coffee / like the “V” the geese fly south. / It’s a fall day. Because we’re melancholy, / we kick leaves, pick up rocks to consider / tossing them at dogs. I only breathe with one lung / since you’ve been gone, you say. And I love you / with one hemisphere of my brain, / the dumb one, which forgets.]
open all the windows ❤️
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