Nic Alea is a dang miracle
Have you had the experience where you meet a person and you just know. You know that they are something special, and you want to be their friend, and maybe you feel nervous at first but quickly you realize that though this person is very cool they are not tooooo cool to want to talk to you. That’s what happened when I met Nic. I was immediately impressed in some way and quickly came to know that this person is a True Friend. This person is like walking down the middle of a residential street at night, like the stickiness of lime juice on your fingers and how the jasmine smells on the first warm day after a rain. Nic is something that I want to be around. Talking to Nic feels like talking to some beautiful version of myself that I had forgotten even existed, thanks for reminding me. They are the strongest and most gentle, they are truthful, I never want to stop hearing what they have to say.
really needed this. you are a bundle of lavender and soft kitten paws on a wood floor <33333
2:21 pm • 7 March 2014 • 9 notes
It is midnight
beneath the dim city lights.
In your sex stained bed
I can smell the marriage
of our wet in your sheets
hands pressed into
Our bodies, a pack
of cunt hungry lusting dogs.
I do not wash you off me
until the sweat and meat of me
1:01 pm • 6 March 2014 • 19 notes
i’m working on three manuscripts
so that’s a thing i can be excited about
3:01 pm • 5 March 2014 • 8 notes
my next door neighbor got a piano and is so good at it, so i sat with my back against our shared wall and listened last night.
9:52 am • 5 March 2014 • 9 notes
you said, hands were the first magical tool
10:24 pm • 3 March 2014 • 31 notes
casually stepping into the realms
8:32 pm • 2 March 2014 • 3 notes
1. prince’s highway, victoria, aus
2. I5 highway, california, usa
10:50 pm • 1 March 2014 • 17 notes
“As for time making things possible, and the long breath between books, I can’t say anything useful. Writing and publishing are different. I write when I want to, I share when I want to. They rarely match up and they have — for me — very little relationship to calendar time. I wish I had a better answer. I thought these poems were worth reading and I was ready to share them.”
— Richard Siken, interviewed by Kristina Marie Darling for The Best American Poetry’s blog (via bostonpoetryslam)
2:46 pm • 1 March 2014 • 23 notes
i need to move to the forest. so done with this shit
1:27 pm • 27 February 2014 • 5 notes