WE WILL FIGHT, WE WILL KISS

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Studio wall.

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Strange feelings finding a book that you’ve made for sale in a junk shop.

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[thisispaper]

A survey of recent striking works by young South African photographer Kent Andreasen 

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Ellsworth Kelly

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LRNCE

model Leen Van Reusel www.lrnce.com [email protected]

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scrapbook.tjnelsonjr / sauvie

beaches and farms

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#858b74

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Dear Poet,  I travelled to a big city several hours away to meet up with a man I've been in love with and haven't seen in a long while. He never showed up. I haven’t heard from him since either. I don't know how to feel at all, and so I was hoping one of you might have a poem to guide me through it a little. Thanks, Spurned and Alone Dear Spurned, I read your question and immediately thought of 'The Woman Who Turned Down a Date with a Cherry Farmer,' by Aimee Nezhukumatathil. She writes, I just know when he stuffed his hands in his pockets, said Okay. Couldn’t hurt to try? and shuffled back to his roadside stand to arrange his jelly jars and stacks of buckets, I had made a terrible mistake. I just know my summer would've been full of pies, tartlets, turnovers – so much jubilee. In this instance, you're the cherry farmer. Even though it stings now, the clarity of your 'Okay. Couldn't hurt to try' moment will relieve you of any future anxiety about what could have been. You were bold, you were spurned, but you gave it a shot. Now you can return to your life and move forward. He, however, will forever be wondering about the 'pies, tartlets, turnovers,' the jubilee he might have had.

The Paris Review, 5 April 2018. 

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MIDWEEK MIXTAPE #001 

https://itunes.apple.com/za/playlist/midweek-mixtape-001/pl.u-06ox7KgsLXzZG7 

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