Nostalgia is the stomach acid associated with digesting old memories.

“Good writers borrow from other writers. Great writers steal from them outright.”

-Aaron Sorkin

It was then when he reached into his soul and pulled out a serious darkness, placed it on the table, and began to unwrap it in front of me. Layer by layer I began to understand him deeper, and my thoughts clicked in tune with his. I grew to anticipate the history of each decision he unraveled from that darkness. At each step, he laid each swatch ( Read more... )

Perceived unacknowledged purpose is, more often than not, phantom.

-Milk (Lactaid, 2 ( Read more... )

She would only eat shrimp on Sundays, the days when she would reconcile finances and complete crosswords over toast. Few things stood in her way-- neither man, nor woman, nor pink-gray crustaceans could impede her stride. She was unstoppable, and her goals pristine. She would unload them on the world, and the world yielded. Popcorn snowmen and ( Read more... )

"Rack no man for dearth nor wealth. And so you, like they, will grow wise," said Old Experienced as he painfully pulled the thorns from Reluctant Youth's paw.

Time is clearly a garment designed for a species different in gender than humans. On us, it is baggy in all the wrong places and too tight everywhere else.

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This entry is about what makes a poem touching. (Or at least just touching on that topic) Not actually touching a poem. Because that probably would be much like touching any other piece of paper. (or if the poem is written on the side of a tree, then it would be like touching the side of a tree.. either way, it depends highly on what the poem is ( Read more... )