May 2012
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1973 - Jamie Thomas
If spring is the season of beginnings, then autumn’s the shotgun wedding,
though the shotgun is seldom needed in these parts anymore. The idea
of the thing is as loaded as the thing itself. Think powder blue tuxedo,
bride slightly showing, January baby. It’s not their fault; the whole decade
was a mistake. Not the chalkboard but the fingernails. The morning
after the night they’ll never...
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Psalm of Snow - Tony Barnstone
I had forgotten how to say yes. That’s the trick of heartbreak. It makes you forget yes. The voices in my head were not kind, so you took me to the woods to empty out. My old shoulder was wired with pain, and there was a needle in my hip, but we lay on a wide flat rock in the snow as the intoxicated sun licked our faces with breathing light like a yellow dog, simple in its joy, licking our...
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Saying my life is on point doesn’t scrape the surface of how marvelous it is. Billie Holiday crooning and San Francisco waking up outside my window, a body next to me with mutual adoration, the stability of my ideal job. All those years.. I’ve finally arrived.
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Untitled - Rachel McKibbens
To my daughters, I need to say: Go with the one who loves you biblically. The one whose love lifts its head to you despite its broken neck. Whose body bursts sixteen arms electric to carry you, gentle, the way old grief is gentle. Love the love that is messy in all its too much, the body that rides best your body, whose mouth saddles the naked salt of your far gone hips whose tongue...
April 2012
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Karma
You get what you deserve.
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I've said it before & I'll say it again:
It’s amazing what the future will give you once you let go of the past. A-fucking-mazing.
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The Layers - Stanley Kunitz
I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as I am compelled to look before I can gather strength to proceed on my journey, I see the milestones dwindling toward the horizon and the slow fires trailing from the abandoned camp-sites, over which scavenger angels wheel on...
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Curiosity - Virginia Tamez
I sometimes wonder if instinct kicked in if your feet kicked, or if you just hung there and didn’t fight it (because you’d wanted it for so long) I sometimes wonder if your neck broke or if you suffocated if you saw spots or if your eyes were shut what image played in your mind those last few moments (and how many moments did it take?) I sometimes wonder were you crying and what were...
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Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell - Marty McConnell
leaving is not enough; you must stay gone. train your heart like a dog. change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. you lucky, lucky girl. you have an apartment just your size. a bathtub full of tea. a heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor...
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How to Fall in Love - Susan Elbe
Start by leaving home. It’s not where the heart is, but where the hard edge is. When ice begins to ebb from shoreline, freeing mangy marsh grass, leave.
And as you pick up speed, let your life arc out away from you.
Realize that you don’t know where you’re going and that the weather changes often. Steer between the stars like songbirds coming back at night. Listen to the whirring of a...