January 2012
32 posts
“The important thing isn’t the house. It’s the ability to make it. You carry that...”
– Barbara Kingsolver
December 2011
82 posts
“How I yearn to throw myself into endless space and float above the awful abyss.”
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying...”
– Jorge Luis Borges
You’re empty. No one could die for you.
A horse walks into a bar. The bartender asks “Why the long face?”. The horse does not respond because it is a horse. It can neither speak nor understand English. It is confused by its surroundings and gallops out of the bar, knocking over a few tables
“I
Today I dissected a squid,
the late acacia tossing its pollen
across the...”
– “Love at Thirty-Two Degrees” by Katherine Larson
I am too pure for you or anyone
“I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter...”
– Haruki Murakami
I know my head isn’t screwed on straight. I want to leave, transfer, warp myself to another galaxy. I want to confess everything, hand over the guilt and mistake and anger to someone else. There is a beast in my gut, I can hear it scraping away at the inside of my ribs. Even if I dump the memory, it will stay with me, staining me. My closest is a good thing, a quiet place that helps me hold...
“Who am I to myself? Just a feeling of mine.”
– Fernando Pessoa
