she said, if there are two things i have learned from humanity, they arelove and greed.
he said, oh honey, don't you know? those are really just the same thing.

( on which days will you recall this? )

it is often said, 'we are to eachother only stories ( Read more... )

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the winter is brittle. it chokes and grieves on the bones of autumn. and there is this silence. a thick, bitter silence invading the marrow of the inevitable and the tangible, pasty between pale fingers. this child, this silence, comfortable in the wells of winter but fumbling awkwardly in your arms. and how do we keep our hands to ourselves? how ( Read more... )

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where the light falls and stains the carpet, i am sick and bleeding and lying on the floor. surrounding but not touching, and i think that this is a metaphor for love and distance. i think that this is a metaphor, and this is ten thousand miles. these are six phone calls i couldn't return, and this is why it never works. we are comparing unlike ( Read more... )

i feel inclined to apologize-- for my absence, for a lack of beauty, and a lack of eloquence which seems to be missing not only from these pages but from my life as well. mostly, i apologize for my lack of presence in your lives. i find you all to be of outstanding quality and humanity, a caliber which i cannot compare or correctly define. plus, ( Read more... )

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burning down the house of love ( Read more... )

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