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you sent him off with a fistful of postcards, stamps licked and stuck to the hopeful, blank backs. you told him he didn't even have to write anything. just have strangers write them for you on the way, you said ( Read more... ) -
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months have gone by and you two are still playing the same game of truth or dare.
what are you scared of?
how are you different from when you were eighteen?
what's your favorite place to be kissed?
dares are rare. he made you let him touch your feet. you made him hold his breath as long as he could.
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the intertragic notch
noises obsess me lately: staccato hiss of neighbors cursing, buzz of bats below lights, the hackhum of air conditioners turning on for the first time all year.
i finished motorman. i like that noise, the soft syntax thrum beneath the eardrum (the ol' tympanum... i envision this membrane like i do the hymen, a decimated web ( Read more... ) -
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i am very flattered if you want to use my photos or words in some personal project of yours, but please provide a link to my flickr or this journal, or simply cite me!
which reminds me, the three songs i've offered to everyone recently are as follows. (i thought the mediafire file listed the artist as well as the title.)
christy & emily - ocean ( Read more... )
