peggy in the twilight
Peggy spent half of each day trying to wake up, and the other half preparing for sleep. Around five, she would mix herself something preposterous and '40s-ish like a Grasshopper or a Brass Monkey, adding a note of gaiety to her defeat. This shadowlife became her. She always had a glow on; that is, she carried an aura of innocence as well as death with her.
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I’m currently reading Paul Harding’s Tinkers—I won’t lie, I was drawn to this book by the prose and the curiosity behind it’s Pulitzer prize win. It is a “hard read” — not like Tana French’s detective novels (haha sorry, favorite book plug). I have to sometimes re-read pages to get the full detail behind Harding’s descriptions and mechanical explanations. I am enjoying the book, but like other critics have mentioned, I feel like the story is somewhat disparate & inconsistent. Harding loses himself in his beautiful details and often loses the momentum of the story. I appreciate his writing the way I’d appreciate a book of poetry/prose, but I do not feel like his style fulfills the demands of a novel or even a collection of vignettes. That’s just my two cents.

I’m currently reading Paul Harding’s Tinkers—I won’t lie, I was drawn to this book by the prose and the curiosity behind it’s Pulitzer prize win. It is a “hard read” — not like Tana French’s detective novels (haha sorry, favorite book plug). I have to sometimes re-read pages to get the full detail behind Harding’s descriptions and mechanical explanations. I am enjoying the book, but like other critics have mentioned, I feel like the story is somewhat disparate & inconsistent. Harding loses himself in his beautiful details and often loses the momentum of the story. I appreciate his writing the way I’d appreciate a book of poetry/prose, but I do not feel like his style fulfills the demands of a novel or even a collection of vignettes. That’s just my two cents.


gush, gush, gush!

I hate to gush but I am so enamored with my boyfriend. I have realized over the past few weeks that I am a semi-difficult person to live with. I am stubborn, impatient, require great deals of alone time and can only sleep in a bed with enough space, blankets and fresh air circulating. David is the only person who I can not only comfortably live with, but also spend 24/7 with. When we weren’t together I used to tell friends that the thing I missed most was just hanging out with him & that we were so compatible that I worried I’d never find another friend like him. I’m so lucky to have him back in my life. In about a week it’ll be 6 months since we started dating again and I’m just so happy— the happiest I’ve ever been. I can’t imagine spending my time with anyone else and honestly, I’m pretty sure I couldn’t spend it with anyone else. I know it’s cliche, but I can’t help but think he was “made for me.”

OK, I’m done! (sorry)

Poetry is just the performance of it. These little things, whether I write them or not. That’s the score. The thing of great value is you. Where you are, glowing and fading, while you live.
— Eileen Myles, Inferno (a poet’s novel)

(Source: leopoldgursky)

God always comes through for me.

(feeling blessed)

contusioexistentialis: Richard Brautigan

contusioexistentialis:

Richard Brautigan

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Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.
— Romans 12:21 (NASB)

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
— (Matthew 11:28, 29 NIV)
venetians: (par Melisa Fernández)

venetians:

(par Melisa Fernández)

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♥ muhpoeeemz
I need your help!
I’ve been putting this off forever, but I’ve decided to submit some of my poetry to a few literary journals’ contests. I could use the prize money to help quit my office job and fund my addiction to unbrushed hair and escapism.

I am only allowed to submit 3 poems to most of the contests & I’d really, realllly appreciate your help in telling me which 3 are most satisfactory! If you can even send me a message with just one poem that you reacted to especially, it would help me! Here is the link to all my poems that I’ve posted throughout tumbling history. Feel free to laugh, scoff or cry at them and then send me a message about it!

Thank you!





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