November 2010
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July 2010
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June 2010
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May 2010
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April 2010
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What wikipedia has to say about Monogamy.
What now, Monogamy
Unnatural
Many authors criticize lifelong sexual monogamy as unnatural and unrealistic. They contend that humans have never been a sexually monogamous species, and that cultural expectations of sexual monogamy place enormous burdens on individuals to fulfill all the sexual needs of their partners. These expectations are quite unrealistic given how much variety exists in...
March 2010
8 posts
I have no patience and no brightness.
I don’t like things, or see them well. I think I might be shaded, or in the shade, or fitted into a place so closely I can’t turn my head.
I am. In one sense I am.
At the very least I know I like my feet, and I like my coal-burning face and my power arm-stomping cowlick. And I like the wonder-making in this leftover body.
What is that? Is...
” I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples...
February 2010
22 posts
The Life of St. Antony
By Athanasius
By Kirsten
Antony was born in a grey house in the geographical middle of the city. The city’s first decade had seen an intense period of growth as the tiny port town exploded into an industrial wasteland. As the number of people and factories grew upon the preternaturally damp soil, the earth beneath the city became a mixture of toxic human and industrial waste. The factories grew...
Database of Literary Magazines and Journals →
Ooh yes.
DREAM ABOUT SAMUEL
He was riding jungle horses past
White jungle horses with long, wet, knotted hair
As his body arched forward
bare toes rubbed against the iridescent flanks
His sun-browned linen arms extended
Fingers laced up into tangled mane like branches in a river.
“The matter of defining what is real — that is a serious topic, even a vital...”
– Philip K. Dick
“Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind...”
– Francois de La Rochefoucauld
“I was offered a place in the palace, but I could not accept. I wanted to be...”
– from: Proppian Fairy Tale Generator
Terreur Bénie
You told my best friend once that I was the receptacle for all of your unwanted feelings - the ultimate substitute - one that wouldn’t injure you or break your insides with rejection because I was ethereal, immaterial, unplaced. I say things better than you - words trill in my bones and muscles, only weak moment-shakes of unidentifiable feeling erupt from yours.
If I thought I was a core...
January 2010
24 posts
“Love” is that condition in which the happiness of another person is...”
– You could have told me that a year ago, Robert Heinlein, thanks a whole lot for nothing.
God Bless the Public Domain. →
Cruel fate!
If only reading the 10,000 page Decameron on the computer would not render me sightless!
Woe!
Kanye →
Thank God someone finally thought of this.
Kanye West “Can’t Tell Me Nothing” video (Zach Galifianakis version)
Man decorates basement with $10 worth of Sharpie →
Exquisite imaginary drawing.
Yes, please.
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CYLONS. →
All I’m saying:
This is the next step.
Just wait Earth Mach 2…
Just wait.
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Five Months
I had ocean lungs
Separate regions fed by the
rare exchange of corpses
It was an oxygen-less waste
(like the desert of St. Antony –
it was genie-rife and broiling)
Between the gulfstream
and the midnight floor
Between the slipstreams of the whales
and the sun-warmed mirror flats
I (must have) dreamed this world where I loved you less –
and I had ocean lungs.
-From K (2010)
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