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May 13th8 notes"… because I stutter, I became a writer (in order to return to the scene of the crime and convert the bloody fingerprints into abstract expressionism). As a writer, I love language as much as any element in the universe, but I also have trouble living anywhere other than in language. If I’m not writing it down, experience doesn’t really register. Language has gone from prison to refuge back to prison."David Shields from How Literature Saved My Life
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mottled
mottled
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nosegay
nosegay
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The Donkey Will Know: Remembering Leonard Michaels
Leonard Michaels called me, and we met. For whatever reason, we were old friends immediately… -
stretch
stretch
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dancing palms along the 110
dancing palms along the 110
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found in urban nature
found in urban nature
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"…we are always haunted by the myth of our potential, of what we might have it in ourselves to be or do. So when we are not thinking, like the character in Randall Jarrell’s poem, that ‘The ways we miss our lives is life’, we are grieving for regretting or resenting our failure to be ourselves as we imagine we could be. We share our lives with the people we have failed to be."Adam Phillips from Missing Out: In Praise of the Unlived Life
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sometimes, if you squint, it still looks like this
sometimes, if you squint, it still looks like this
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motel
motel
