Dancing. That was the first thing she was conscious of. Not the way she would in class, no, where everything was named and rigid and perfect
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i think i just discovered a disturbing fact about myself. it makes a lot of sense; the reason i love theater so much, the reason i'm a good actor
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His hand's in my hair. May he leave it right there until April or May, near the nape of my neck just below my left ear. Let it stay where it is, right here in my hair and not go anywhere for a year and a day. Better yet, let it stay till I'm gray.
what my mother doesn't know, by Sonya Sones a novel written wholly in poetry. genius.
1. A vulture boards an airplane, carrying two dead raccoons. The stewardess looks at him and says, "I'm sorry, sir, only one carrion allowed per passenger
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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want -- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.