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memory can be suppressed or it can't, it fades with time or it doesn't. knowledge is heavy, irrevocable, and perhaps it is all good. why this pull always to run through the minefield and not around it? feel the life inside, charged, reminded of itself. -
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i'm a citizen, immigrant, and expatriate between three massively different heavyweight cultures. i feel differently from day to day about it, at times it is a great thing and at times.. on a purely human level it's difficult to hold onto a stable identity - it has been for as long as i can remember considering the concept of an identity. who the ( Read more... ) -
small memory
24 hour food joint, kebab stand outside, its very late and quiet. my roommate is slurping on hand pulled noodles from large bowl of soup. on my left is a cracked window, a boy is making chuanr on the other side. the window is scotchtaped, light from the bulb illuminates dirty traces of past washrag wipes on the glass. tips of the boy's black hair ( Read more... ) -
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America. There's not always magic but there's always hot water.
Feelings. I ignore, but they stay, like sit-in protesters and ancient relatives that won't die.
So much. So much that nothing is more than another thing, so nothing wins, and altogether, nothing.
Altogether, autopilot.
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streetfuls of pale lolitas
exquisite limbs moving
light enveloping hungrily
pink knees and knuckles
silhouettes broken in
by symmetry and balance
an elongated curve of the jaw
meeting a pearl earring
the final brushstroke
on a dream. -
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Beijing's generally an "ugly? watch me not give a fuck." kind of place, and I mean in a general life sense, the normal not so sightly details of life, but the summertime here is like a citywide festival of all things ugly and normal. I bike through the Dongsishisantiao hutong every day on my way to a cafe, and see some combination of yellowed ( Read more... ) -
poem from 12/02/10
to fall
hungry, sweet
like fire crawls
on paper.
to let go
far, unfocused
like smoke escapes
your lips.
to forget
once upon a time
forever
like the last breath
underwater.
originally in russian
упасть
сладко
желанно
как огонь ползёт по бумаге.
отпустить
далеко
размыто
как дым изо рта.
забыть
однажды
навсегда
как последний выдох под водой. -
drunk fell off chair sideways
details details.
do i? do i? why?
haze like
napoleon cake.
sticky film feelings
swathe memories.
want defeat change.
want,
defeat,
change. -
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compartmentalizing educates your mind.
suffering educates your heart. -
пиздец
sometimes my brain will repel shit. this poli sci methods and stats class is def on the wrong side of the magnet. god i love playing catch-up.
ITS A WAY LIFE.