My life is just a bunch of ‘it seemed like a good idea at the time’...– From your e-cards
Silencio Intemporal by Dwelling
This Be the Verse
They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were soppy-stern And half at one another’s throats. Man hands on misery to man. It deepens like a coastal shelf. Get out as early as you can, And...
It happens fast for some people and slow for some, accidents or gravity, but we...– From Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk
No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed...– From Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk
The Hippie Church I was Raised in Doesn't Believe...
But I don’t know what to do when my body becomes furniture. The shelf of my back buried in crumbs of infidelities we won’t name. Steady your beer on my shoulders. Would you like some pastrami with that dry wry sulk? Some mornings I bend into a medicine cabinet, let you fill me with what’s needed to begin your day. Some nights I splinter your fingertips. Don’t give away all...
A Spectre of Dust by Sinphonia
With a slight push, a slip over some ill-defined edge, I could turn into a bag...– From Cat’s Eye by Margaret Atwood
Women collect grievances, hold grudges and change shape. They pass hard,...– From Cat’s Eye by Margaret Atwood
I’m good at leaving. The trick is to close yourself off. Don’t hear, don’t see....– From Cat’s Eye by Margaret Atwood
Suffering is a chance you take by the fact of being alive.– From Letters to Allen Ginsberg: 1953-1957 by William S. Burroughs (via honeyforthehomeless)
Science Fiction Story
I will meet you again in the future. It will be 100 years from now. We will be evolved. We will be larger. We will be gentle with each other. When I try to touch your hand, my hand will feel like water. Your hand will feel like a fish. We will be evolved in different directions. We will be so gentle and evolved we won’t even be able to lift our glasses to our mouths. We will just sit in a bar,...