‘You don’t seem to understand, sir,’ the worthy Lyon, my teacher, used to often say to me, ‘that certain words are made to go with others; between them there exist certain relationships that must not be changed.’
‘I can’t help it, dear teacher, but for words too I am a firm believer in the virtue of bad company.’
André Gide, 1911
“Art is whether or not there is a scream in him wanting to get out in a special way.”
- My Name is Asher Lev, Chaim Potok
When I hold you in this night-soaked bed it is courage for the day I seek.
Courage that when the light comes I will turn towards it.
It couldn’t be simpler.
it couldn’t be harder.
In this little night-covered world with you, I hope to find what I long for; a clue, a map, a bird flying south,
and when the light comes we will get dressed together and go.
DISAPPEARENCE I
“We can only let you go now to the dark side of the sun. But you must understand that we can’t let you return.”
The Dark Side of the Sun by Terry Pratchett
“It’s very hard to live in a studio apartment in San Jose with a man who’s learning to play the violin.” That’s what she told the police when she handed them the empty revolver.
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at evening
we drink it at midday and morning we drink it at night
we drink and we drink
Maybe I’m seven in the open field—
the straw-grass so high
only the top of my head makes a curve
of brown in the yellow. Rain then.
First a little. A few drops on my
wrist, the right wrist. More rain.
My shoulders, my chin. Until I’m looking up
to let my eyes take the bliss.
I open my face. Let the teeth show. I
pull my shirt down past the collar-bones.
I’m still a boy under my breast spots.
I can drink anywhere. The rain. My
skin shattering. Up suddenly, needing
to gulp, turning with my tongue, my arms out
running, running in the hard, cold plenitude
of all those who reach earth by falling.
“She said, ‘My breasts, they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head right on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy.’”
I. NEED. A. DUFFLE. FUCKING. COAT. period.
me too gurl me too; i’ll find one firstttttttt
well they’ll probably edit this when it airs anyways.
(Source: my-lucky-day, via waltzy)
