My dating profile says: Jeopardy, chaotic-good #dnd, puns, pocketful of snacks and whimsical vandalism (googly eyes on inanimate objects, especially). I’ve already been ghosted twice this year, so I’m moving to a referral-only program. 😂
Requirements:
• beating, bleeding heart for moral conscience (fuck 🧊, always)
• biggest fan of self empowerment, and great grammar
• suspiciously good music taste, and must like Sleep Token
• occasional hoodrat activity
Send resumes and occasional thoughts and prayers. 💚
#poesia #poetrycommunity #singlemomlife
From the pits of late winter and into the belly of fleeting spring with all things hopeful and floral.
And can I please annoy you to sign up for Maria Popova’s newsletters ( @mariapopova ); inarguably one of the most gentle and intellectually sturdy corners on the internet.
New episode! 🎧 BOOKS ON THE BED with my good friend and graphic designer Nathaniel Roy. 📚
Listen to us talk about Nate’s fantastic BOTBs + his book club with his mother, his influence on Story Made and BOTB, his journey as a graphic designer, why design matters and also doesn’t matter, the quote tattooed on his arm, doing what he loves in Ypsilanti and not New York, and much more. Go listen now!!!
Nate’s Books on the Bed 📚
The Clothing of Books by Jhumpa Lahiri
Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman
The Dark Interval: Letters on Loss, Grief, and Transformation by Rainer Maria Rilke
Letters of Note: An Eclectic Collection of Correspondence Deserving of a Wider Audience by Shaun Usher
Boom Town: The Fantastical Saga of Oklahoma City, Its Chaotic Founding... Its Purloined Basketball Team, and the Dream of Becoming a World-class Metropolis by Sam Anderson
This *chef’s kiss* response has the exact energy of that online recipe blogger who replied to a one star review of a recipe from an angry user who was upset that her substitution of a banana for an egg didn’t turn out well and the blogger replied... “Sometimes one just has to acknowledge that a banana isn’t an egg, you know?”. I honestly love that line so much I am not not considering it as a tattoo???
@lettersofnote
You made me write poems again
Not a lot of people have
Earlier I imagined sleeping next to you
You took my hand and held it
I welcomed it and held it tighter
I woke up and looked at you
You were staring at me
I kissed your hand
And I closed my eyes again
I brought your hand closer to me
And held it with both of mine
I felt it against my cheek
I smiled
I went back to sleep
And told myself I wont imagine anything like that again
Because I dreamt of things like that before
And none of them came to fruition
Only heartbreak
So I wont let it happen again
But deep inside, I really wish it would come true.
Do you feel the same way too?
I hope you do
I dont want to know though
Because that will only lead to heartbreak
Maybe for the both of us
Damn, but how great would that be.
Maybe in a different timeline.
Maybe some day
Here I am again, imagining things
Stop, I tell myself
Just stop.
Stop.
