February 2012
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“Books may well be the only true magic”
– Alice Hoffman
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“Always do right - this will gratify some and astonish the rest”
– Mark Twain
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We Real Cool
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Gwendolyn Brooks
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January 2012
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thevagabondking:
life should be an experiment of experiences
a concoction of nonconformity
to breathe air like you have no care
walk this world like you’re the mother fucking scientist gone mad
break shit knowing you’ll fix it
or it’ll fix you
either way, live each day this way
create life, not limitations we are only what we envision
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Sick Note
Sick Note
They called in sick again.
It was easier for him; a quick email to his boss- a woman too busy to take phone calls, and a woman too busy to care- was all that sufficed. She had to wait until 9.30, until she knew her boss would be at his desk. That gave the rest of the office plenty of time to notice yet another absence, but it was plenty of time to sing herself hoarse.
She positively...
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Mirror
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions. Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike. I am not cruel, only truthful- The eye of the little god, four cornered. Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall. It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers. Faces and darkness separate us...
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Words
Words are
practical tools
for assessing a relationship
or a discerning device in which you
can articulate properly the mishmash
of raging, disorganised thoughts
that you otherwise could not share
or a sensible mechanism for laying bare
your almost broken heart
without showing me the pieces
or a means to communicate just how
displeased you are with me
or a way of conveying just how
...
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“Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big...”
– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
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The music and revelry did not stretch to that part of of town. The frequent fireworks did little to light up the row of filthy houses and abandoned shops, merely illuminating the grimy walls in bursts of neon before they were plunged back into gloom. The excitement of a New Year could not be found around here, in a tiny back street that time and the local council had forgot. The party had ended...
December 2011
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