March 2012
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nothin's better'n apples: "Sans Maman" excerpt →
littleyoui:
by Phoebe Rusch of Princeton University
Check out the whole piece here: http://plainchina.bennington.edu
On the bus to the Dominican Republic we sing songs and clap our hands with the missionaries. I am sitting next to Sasha, the woman from Iowa. Her shoulders are freckled and brown. I…
PHEOBE RUSCH? I know her! She went to Interlochen, lived with Hannah, and is an amazing...
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things that only work in theory
communism
carbon offsets
open relationships
gym memberships
“I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in...”
– Henry Miller in a letter to Anaïs Nin, August 1932
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evansville only lunch
double cola
grippo’s chips
pb & j from g.d ritzy’s
“I mean he’s got the Holy Spirit about him. You can look at him and tell...”
– -Bob Johnston (on Dylan)
Tomorrow is Bob Dylan Day. Celebrating 50 years since his first album
cat stevens- moonshadow
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Last week a woman stopped me in front of the movie theatre. “God is just crazy in love with you,” she said. Her fingernails were perfectly manicured, her eyebrows plucked. Yesterday I saw two dead things: a red cardinal, a white cat.
I need a project
ideas:
sew a whale
train for a half-marathon
build a fort
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“I just baptized a dude in beer who’s going to teach me to shoot a gun. And...”
– Elsbeth (via text)
hotel dreams
To see a hotel in your dream signifies a new state of mind or a shift in personal identity. You are undergoing some sort of transition and need to move away from your old habits and old way of thinking. You need to temporarily escape from your daily life.
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March by David Budbill
Rain-glaze on snow. Mud and ice and snow.
Coyotes feed themselves on gaunt dreams of spring. Then what comes slowly suddenly he sees. Light hovers longer in the southern sky. Brooks uncover themselves. Alders redden. Grosbeaks’ beaks turn green. Chickadee finds the song he lost last November, and blue jay abandons argument and gluttony. He cranes his neck, bobs his mitered head; he bounces...