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Hanif Willis-Abdurraqib, from “When We Were 13, Jeff’s Father Left the Needle Down On a Journey Record Before Leaving the House One Morning and Never Coming Back,” The Crown Ain’t Worth Much
Pedro Arrupe (via hplyrikz)
Emily Yoffe, from What Do Grown Children Owe their Terrible, Abusive Parents?, published in Slate (via lifeinpoetry)
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life (via wordsnquotes)
John C. Moffi (via wordsnquotes)
I care not your size, the footprints you can leave, the grandeur you may carry with you. I care not the scale of you, the outside things that are treated with more reverence than the inside ones. Everything is vital, all things are magic miracles that deserve to be treated as such. Worry not about how you stack up, glance inward and understand that you tower. #tylerknott
LM (via inkandheart)
LM (via inkandheart)
ORDINARY LIFE (Typewriter Series #2)
Of all the things residing within the Junk drawer of this ordinary life There are only a few that—at this moment— I can utilize without breaking something Can’t unwind the string of conversations Not about success, or love or money They come off the spool and tangle around Around Around me till I’m stuck, and can’t find scissors Can’t flash-the-light of images Of fun, of friends, of fearlessness; No batteries up front, and I won’t dig for them Not even to escape the dark The dark? The darkness is preferable right now. There’s tape to stick present to past I can’t unstick with my nails; I fling it back I toss it back in I stuff it back in There’s pens to write…wait. Pens to write? Pens to write with? NO! Pens to torment me, maybe Pens to mock me Pens to stab me with their inky fingertips Accusing me of not writing That precious, joyous thing I cannot Cannot Cannot write, Not now Look at this drawer! Just junk! Too much junk in here Too much, and Too small a drawer to contain it And it’s spilling over And over And over me, never caring That I cannot use it, ANY OF IT Not without hurting myself again
-LM
