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Stop worrying about your identity and concern yourself with the people you care...
– Zadie Smith, On Beauty.
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the cinnamon peeler →
spanishleather:
If I were a cinnamon peeler I would ride your bed and leave the yellow bark dust on your pillow. Your breasts and shoulders would reek you could never walk through markets without the profession of my fingers floating over you. The blind would stumble certain of whom they approached though you might bathe under the rain gutters, monsoon. Here on the upper thigh at...
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Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having...
– George Eliot
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A Conversation at the Grownup Table, as Imagined at the Kids’ Table
MOM:...
– The Wisdom of Children by Simon Rich
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His books are amazing - must reads etc etc.
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Even though there was much vocal opposition to the...
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syllable fingers: Pluto to Persephone // Daniel... →
syllablefingers:
I know what it is you want from me but you see I cannot give it I am hell and hell is a nice place to visit but when you want to leave you want to leave when you speak to me you converse with darkness hold my hand old bones rattle when you kiss me imagine kissing the skull of a…
come on, come on, my coal black horse.: …Although... →
spanishleather:
…Although we are separated by the greatest distance, as great as that between a shipwrecked person and one who possesses a safe port, or between a happy person and a miserable one, still somehow within my inner turmoil I recognize something in your struggle. As a result, it happens that whenever I…