October 2009
Sometimes, in complete silence, I sit on the steps to my house taking deep puffs from my slow burning cigarette. I want more than what I know and have. I want the world in every sense of the word. To remember what its like to be next to someone who’s as happy to have you as you are to have them. To smile because doing anything else seems dishonest. To wake up and not dread the day.
I want...
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My favorite Misfits song? I Turned Into a Martian
My favorite cover of a Misfits song? Molotov’s Marciano (I Turned into a Martian)
December 3, 2009
Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the...
– Dream Song 14 by John Berryman
Instead of sleeping, like a reasonable human being just might before a day in which he has to do things in the morning, I stayed up all night reading Spanish poetry and John Berryman. This is not to say I in any way regret doing so, as I enjoyed doing both. It is...
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I really don’t write nearly enough.
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Yo como tĂș
amo el amor,
la vida,
el dulce encanto de las cosas
el paisaje...
– Como Tu by Roque Dalton
Like you I
love love, life, the sweet smell
of things, the sky-
blue landscape of January days.
And my blood boils up
and I laugh through eyes
that have known the buds of tears.
I believe the world is beautiful
and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone.
And...
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