sarahjeanalex:

1.
why isn’t every picture that exists of you with someone else
a picture of you with me instead

all of these people are so many people
and none of these people are me

 

2.
i am sitting in a corner eleven stories high and
i am a very long time away from you

 

3.
you are drinking my blood in a non-literal way
we laugh but make extremely worried faces
i am being myopic because there is only
one screen in front of me and one screen in front of you
and we are practically touching in here
(feeling real is hard work / moving is even harder)

 

4.
spring forward, fall back down
i’m trying not to wonder where you are

are you listening to this too

 

5.
it seems irrational that it is 2014
and i cannot just be in love with another person
who wants to be near me in the same ways
an advance in date doesn’t negate a regard for others
ok i understand but i will try to get what i want anyway
can everyone help

like hello welcome to this place
let’s both just stay

a long time ago someone told me that
it’s not cute to be persistent
(i know you don’t belong to me)
but i am so good at it
i think you will agree

 

6.
after three hours in karpeles i took a two hour walk
i made myself alone because there are too many books in the world already
and you are too good
you squeezed a sigh out of me when i returned and i felt found

 

7.
last night i dreamt someone offered me one thousand dollars to close my eyes and sit in a chair for sixty seconds and instead i moved onto the floor, kneeled and retched loudly in front of him. i stared at my hands pressed flat against the floor and lifted them up one by one. i slowly crawled out of the room.

mollymatalon:

Grace
2014
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lastnightsreading:

Lorrie Moore at Congregation Beth Elohim, 3/1/14
451
Illuminati Girl Gang is on Twitter
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sarahjeanalex:

shappenfit:

“Sarah Jean Alexander reads some of her poems”

my friend adam recorded me reading at metro gallery this past weekend. i read 1, 6, 7, 14, 15 and 20 from my napowrimo poems.

mfortki:

A Striving After Wind at Unnameable BooksPoetry reading by Bunny Rogers and Edward Shenk featuring musical accompaniment by Joey Nikles

POEM ABOUT LOVEEdward Shenk 
don’t look it in the mouth;a lover’s love or gifts at christmas,  when birds fly south 
there are 2turtle dovesfalling for itat the zoo
they do not speak or coo,they don’t look it in the beak—  they fuck & do not go extinct
I DREAMED THAT GOD WOULD BE FORGIVINGBunny Rogers
Three charming rooms talk back and forthenlisted for their strength and staminaTogether five sisters of addiction grow up the walls entrusting there is no world in which paranoia could save the two of usThreat is infinite and jovialCourage is a wink and a nodYour spine is a jokeYour vertebrae are stacked snowballsThat will melt as your joints do every hour without failIn this cruel, hot worldWhere every root vegetable shrinks your dickWhere we wake up and go to work to laugh at your dick
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naphypelabs:

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April 29

Activity Book

by Kelly Schirmann (kellyschirmann)

Cover art by Bob Schofield (bobschofield)

ILLUMINATI GIRL GANG VOL. 4

xaymacans:

rookiemag:

City of Angels

By Petra Collins and Arvida Byström.


I love Arvida’s work.