May 2012
4 posts
April 2012
4 posts
March 2012
13 posts
“There’s two kinds of women—those you write poems about and those you don’t.”
– Jeffrey McDaniel (via sleepingtigers)
the cinnamon peeler's wife: (106) →
clavicola:
Your hands are like swollen hearts. Your heart is the size of small hands.
I love you because I like to think that family is more than just a word and a predisposition to love when you really don’t.
When I wake up in the morning and see you laying beside me with your hand wrapped around my…
February 2012
3 posts
January 2012
10 posts
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“When I was a kid I used to lie on my back, look up at the stars and try to...”
– Maddux Donner — Defying Gravity, Eve Ate the Apple
December 2011
30 posts
the cinnamon peeler's wife: (22) →
clavicola:
We’ve grown oblivious to beauty, brushing off sunlight and blowing gold dust off our shoulders like nuisances, as just another reason for us to send our good blouse to the cleaners.
In California, gold rushers passed up diamonds and jade to sift around, looking for fillings of old men’s…
Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken.: (76) →
clavicola:
I left my little black book of poetry in the geography of your bedsheets tonight. I almost hope you look through it and see the poem I wrote about you, or for you, on the last page.
Tectonic plates are shifting beneath my skin and there’s a new continent in my chest that I want…
Watchtokatoka:
educrate:
grieves: light speed
shit john made this year, and i kinda helped? kinda? AMIRITE? k he did all of it, i told him how to do light leaks ok1?!?!?!one!!one!!!?!
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