Tag: life and other tales

  • yesterday’s trash

  • draft: lessons in magic. and

    Lessons in Magic, last night. “Here is what you must always remember,” she said, “all forms of magic require the entirety of the universe. You have to fill yourself up, from the dirt of your feet to the edges of your sight, with the lightness of the sky. Consume everything, weightless, until your fingertips reach…

  • some localized anarchy

    Interrogate my body. Question the heart why its beat is five times more fast, its rhythm many times more irregular. Examine the way the skin flushes, the nervous tics of two slick hands. Demand answers from its lips, red-bitten and sore. And chase that errant voice — why is it gone when you are near?…

  • what is (loneliness)

    You can surround yourself with a sea of people and still feel lonely. Today I found these words to be true. This isn’t the first time.

  • aside: i am cracking up

    The tag legitimately said the pants are size 32/34. Maybe I misunderstood? Maybe I shrunk???? It was a very sad laughing session all by myself in the fitting room though.

  • life update, word vomit-style

    my network sucks, or my phone does; either way, i couldn’t receive any of my calls and texts today, so my mother and siblings and everyone else for that matter became insanely worried because i wasn’t replying to their messages or answering my phone. when i restarted my mobile an hour or so ago, i found…

  • Accepted Offerings.

    I haven’t been posting anything much this past week because (1) I don’t have my laptop with me and (2) I’m currently busy having the best and worst times of my life. So for this short post I’ve decided to just share my material wants and needs (because those are always easy to share). I’ve…

  • Life Update: hi

    The story: [Two Pronged] Masturbating grandchild In third grade I read a book which described how masturbation is actually a natural process and an instinct –because we’re naturally curious about the world and our bodies, because we are inclined to pleasure. And then for some reason we, as a society (as many societies), developed norms…

  • I think we forget things if we have no one to tell them to. – The Lunchbox  (2013)