With Two F's

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October 2010

47 posts

Each second the earth is struck hard by four-and-a-half pounds of sunlight Each second Try to imagine that No wonder deep shade is what the soul longs for, And not, as we always thought, the light. No wonder the inner life is dark. Sounding, and sicced on like a dog they all go down and devolve Vowel-dancing, hear-sick Hoping for realignment and a space that won’t shine Unlike the October...

i kinda dig the awkward silences. because i grew up in denial and went to school in massachussetts.

it felt good to get that off my chest.

still: nothing wrong.

also: nothing wrong.

if it’s my photo and it’s on the internet and it ends up anywhere the source should be me not your tumblr. just saying: I shot it!

pppffft. hello, monday.

thus concludes flatiron friday. have a good weekend!

flatiron friday starts now!