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Crown on the Ground
I am thankful for a time where i can go to a record store, buy an $8 ticket to a show, then eat a $2 croissant from a cafe, all without leaving my neighborhood.
Tonight i plan to get very sweaty at the Sleigh Bells show. Their album released today & is streaming free on NPR's site!
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RuPaul's Drag Race is the best show on TV!
On relationships: "Expectations lead to resentments. When you allow people to be themselves, the relationship can grow." --RuPaul
And congratulations to my favorite queen for winning this season! I won't post a spoiler, but i LOVE her!
FYI, Logoonline streams all the episodes of RuPaul's Drag Race for free. -
Paperweight, bread crumb trail
If i grab my wrist, squeeze its pressure point, it clicks, offers a brief rush of blood & relief.
In bed, when i arch over another body, my shoulder clicks when it aligns in *just the right spot.
It's about mounted tension, sound, & release.
14:25
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Goal for this week:
Be nicer to a wider range of people, hope it circles back.
Adrenaline rushes from arguments make me shaky. If i could be quarantined in a gym for the next few months, like a hamster with a wheel in his cage, that would be great. -
when the bridge burns down and the bad blood tastes like wine on the wind
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...& then i laughed
Sweet moments of madness. Taking pains all day to stay dry. Within proximity of a threshold, trashing it all, wading up to my knees.
Now watching the sun fight its way through the snowstorm to rise.
Tomorrow i will bake my lover a pie. -
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I pack you on my back, again. You are more than ritual, integrated. I find a forgotten $70 tucked into my passport, a way i agreed to take care of myself in the past, allotting permission for the future.
I peel the tag off a new pair of sneakers. I look at a map & my mouth forms new words, the pleasures of foundings. -
too late, too late, too late for this, isn't it a little too late for this?
the first astronauts of my body were my eyes. then out went words, & finally, hands. -
ABC News
The tiniest blurb of a story tonight choked me in an emotional, teary way ( Read more... ) -
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I want to play with all the thoughts in my head like they were Magnetic Poetry pieces.
I want to rearrange them & have a new kind of sense.