Brenda Shaughnessy, from a poem titled "Big Game," featured in Our Andromeda: Poems
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Brenda Shaughnessy, from a poem titled "Big Game," featured in Our Andromeda: Poems
Everything is waiting for you by David Whyte after Derek Mahon
learning how to make zines, so i made one for a poem we wrote a while ago
L. V., excerpts from a past life
Enough Music Dorianne Laux
also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.
to be seen without performing. to be heard without screaming. to be missed without disappearing. to be enough without proving it. to be held without falling apart. to be understood without explaining. to be wanted without conditions. to be. to be.
Useless is as useless doesn’t by Bob Hicok
— Melissa Cox
Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
This
I can always tell when an episode of television is written by Noah Wyle because it is so earnest. He puts his whole heart on the page. He is not afraid of sentimentality and optimism and hope. He loves love and redemption. He writes humor without venom. That man is a big softie in a world filled with cynicism.
When the slow burn is really slowly burning
repeating this to myself forever and ever