April 2012
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apinetree replied to your post: Oh man the owls are SO LOUD tonight.
I want in!
Sure! Everyone should just come to New Hampshire and listen to owls with me!
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lazarus-taxon replied to your post: Oh man the owls are SO LOUD tonight.
you have OWLS? oh my god give me some please
Yes! Lots of owls, even! I am going to miss the hooting once I move.
We have lots of other creatures out and about in this area too! In recent months I have seen deer, porcupines, bobcats, fishercats (nasty things they are), a bear or two, wild turkeys, a moose…as well as...
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Oh man the owls are SO LOUD tonight.
mellifiedman asked: 4, 19, 25, 13
My legs hurt and I might be participating in a chili cookoff this weekend.
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Our burritos taste better when we’re playing Mississippi John Hurt over the speakers. Fact.
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The best addition to tea: Bärenjäger, honey liqueur.
Mornings in this city are so surreal. Saw an old man wearing a gas mask, three Dasani bottles full of urine on the steps of a church. Not sure if I’m dreading moving here or looking forward to it.
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The tumblr app for my phone is not conducive to sending or receiving messages. There are a bunch of messages I’d like to reply to but can’t do so privately. Dumb.
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Thanks so much for the comments, everyone! It’s super encouraging! The only times I write poetry these days is laying in bed either exhausted, drunk, or both, and just typing onto tumblr on my phone. I want to get back into writing more often but it does not come easily anymore.
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The first blow took my right lung.
The next, my left kidney.
Your fists rained down
Like in those shitty kung-fu flicks
We used to watch together
At three in the morning,
Full of whiskey
And love.
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The velvet curtain parted
And you waltzed out on stage
And into my life.
Your smile engulfed the room.
I wanted to stand up there,
Embrace you, feel your soft lips.
But all I could do was sit in the audience,
Laughing, crying, applauding
To every aspect of your performance.
Perhaps I could have met you off-stage
And fulfilled my fantasies.
If only I had had the guts.
