March 2012
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“We spoke all night in tongues, in fingertips, in teeth.”
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Robert Hass, Spring
February 2012
“How the honey flowed from her.”
– Anaïs Nin
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today, walking home from physical therapy, i watched this little boy with only one arm singing to himself and dancing like a maniac down the street beside his mom. he carried on like that for about three blocks before i had to turn down my own street. i don’t think i’ve ever seen so much happiness embodied in such a small person before. it was kind of beautiful.
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lace-bones asked: hi thanks for following your blog is great! where do you dance in nyc?
“She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.”
– Neil Gaiman
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“You are always ticking inside of me and I dream of you more often than I don’t....”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem
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i’ve eaten nothing today but chips ahoy cookies.
decedere:
Radiohead: No Surprises
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“Reading is one form of escape. Running for your life is another.”
– Lemony Snicket
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Anonymous asked: that just made ur blog so ugly.
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“Dance disappears almost at the moment of its manifestation. It is an extreme...”
– Crystal Pite