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Tom Webb

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passivus

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Guy Billout

i am so incredibly humbled and grateful and stunned and excited and terrified and so far beyond words which is weird, since that's what this is all about

danitreasures

Valparaiso, Chile - December 2014 - after i got in my terrible fucking car accident i was up the whole first night wriggling my toes and my legs and my fingers, convinced that at any moment they’d go paralyzed - when paralysis didn’t turn out to be the right scenario, i turned to others: worried that i’d slip into a coma, that i’d forget how to write a poem, forget the european capitals or how to speak german - do you understand my priorities? can you FUCKING believe that. i spent hours trying to come up with poetic names for body parts just to prove myself wrong - every time i leave home i cry - it doesn’t matter the situation: i understand the way that worlds splinter and shift, i promise you that i really really do - i’m in love with a boy at my school for the first time in a long time - not entirely, but you get it, right? i have wished for a lot of things in the past year and i think my stock is depleted or whatever - i have been to some of the most beautiful places in the goddamn world FUXK you guys and yet i fucking hate myself or at least need to be filled one hundred percent with something else and yes i am un-sober but i want to know how long it takes to freeze extremities in -9 degrees - i fully accept the way that a lot of things and people in my life are now, but only in the manner that i’ve retreated sort of into a blacklight corner and am slowly and carefully tapping all of my fingers on the wall

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everets

I need to redirect my energy from wanting to punch myself in the stomach to not

I often think that at the center of me is a voice that at last did split, a house in my heart so invaded with other people and their speech, friends I believed I was devoted to, people whose lives I can only guess at now, that it gives me the impression I am simply a collection of them, that they all existed for themselves, but had inadvertently formed me, then vanished. But, what: Should I have been expected to create my own self, out of nothing, out of thin, thin air and alone?

Lorrie Moore

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