Take me to the supermarket

of your hips and I’ll build a home.

A darkening. Some days nothing

good happens and I think

I deserve a treat. I develop

a habit of going

to the mall every day

to buy an Orange Julius.

People get into car accidents.

Keep filling the page.

—Lily Ladewig, from “When I Dance”

http://www.h-ngm-n.com/h_ngm_n10/lily-ladewig.html

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23 May 13 at 12 am

Franz Kafka (via stuff—n—things)

(via kdecember)

"It is often safer to be in chains than to be free."

Autre Ne Veut by Laura Feinstein
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21 May 13 at 10 am

I know you won’t ever be able to say
exactly what you’re feeling either,
the way worry might pop open overhead
like fireworks oozing pure midnight —
will we ever see the sun? —

tags: poetry  rain  dobby gibson 
L’Avenir est Quelque Chose by Dobby Gibson
 1806
20 May 13 at 11 pm

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia (via larmoyante)

(via kdecember)

"And yet you are all that you have, so you must be enough. There is no other way."

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20 May 13 at 4 pm
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19 May 13 at 1 pm
Dysfunctional