It’s still cold outside, we’ve had too much pecan pie and bad fudge, the family circus is performing, and we’re not sure what to make of this year that was pretty brutal at times, amiright? Take a long, belly deep breath. Feel your feet flat beneath you. Pull that core tall. Smile inside your mouth… Read More For your resolutions
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your neighbors and to die. And you will have a window in your head. Not even your future will be a mystery any more. Your mind will be punched in a card and shut away in… Read More Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front
Could I even tell how it was, his hip on mine against the wall, my hands shaking, had I ever touched him that way in some other life, was his skin always so hot to the touch, the shirt I shoved my hands under; Could I even touch him how he was, shaking, my hand… Read More Notes About His Hands, Part 1
Passion is never enough; neither is skill. But try. For our sake and yours forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that… Read More Passion is never enough …
Listen, suckers. There is little more disappointing than to accept that the object of your admiration is not all you thought they were. You can’t mend the poor choices of others. Their mistakes are not yours and usually have zilch to do with you. You can grieve briefly for the person you believed they could… Read More You lucky, lucky girl.
I’m sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go. – Jonathan Safran Foer but they’re important to me …
I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death. – Robert Fulghum