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Nothing But Gray
Floral Dress kindly provided by JoulesHere is how I would describe my life right now:there is nothing but gray. I am desperately trying to infuse color where I can butI am finding myself holding on...
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Turning Twenty-Six
My birthday was on a Saturday this year.We were in Florida for three days and it was truly incredible to finally see the sun again.
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April
April is quite the dream.It saves me from March, so valiantly, every year.This is what I have been doing lately:teaching Rosalita how to put flowers in her hairreading Nabokov on our big white bed...
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Happy Golden Days
So here we are dancing through spring on the pink toes of a hundred ballet slippers. We are shining with more light and more freedom than we've had in months. Lately, I like peaches, mangoes, dark...
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July
This was the July where it got so cold that it felt like the beginning of October. (Does fall come earlier some years?) Before dusk, we gather the flowers that haven't died and make tiny multicolored...
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The Gentle Rain
The weeks have passed with a certainty that cements me to the ground, pulling all things forward with them. Our heat went out on thanksgiving day and I scurried around our dark kitchen in the cold,...
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A Monday In August
(This is my first blog post in almost a year as I have not had a computer for eleven months. Thank you for waiting for me and I hope you will continue to follow along with me here ♥)Figs and hot pink...
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Melting
I have nothing really new to say. Lots of staying in hotels, being away from home, foggy lenses, drunken nights, dancing with strangers at 3 am, becoming best friends with girls I've never met before,...
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Rosalita's 3rd Birthday
Oh! The peculiar passing of time.It rained on the day you were born, and it rained each September 25th afterwards. There is a tenderness in this rain that is grayer and more lovely than any other...
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"Young girls in summer dresses, brown-skinned and jolly, hair unbound, weaving strands of grass into bracelets, giggling as they passed: country girls, joyful and gay."
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I want to remember you just like this. Laying on my bed, ahot dog in one hand and the other hand picking yournose.You have a toboggan on. The icein my drink is melting (it sounds likerunning mice).
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"Astronauts can cry tears in space. Tears will not run down your face, because there is no gravity, but they don't need gravity to form. When the tears get big enough they will break free of the eye...
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Article 9
Rosalita takes a bath. The water is green; Crayola colour capsules. "Blue and yellow together makes green!"-- a tremendous discovery. Edie lays between my feet, sprawled out like a mountain lion...
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3In the future, say 100 years, this will be the poetrypeople turn to. Our desire lacks an inner music. Describing a birdis about as close as we come to the perfect poem.Who wants to hear another poem...
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“What I mean to say is, we had been considerable. Had been loved. Not lonely, not lost, not freakish, but wise, each in his or her own way. Our departures caused pain. Those who had loved us sat upon...
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Article 3
The potatoes fried in duck fat,the salt we’d suck off our fingers,the eggs we’d watch get beaten’til they were a dizzying bright yellow,how their edges crisped in the pan.The pink salt...
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Article 2
what I ate every day in julythe funny tomatoes of late summer, some yellowing sweet basil ( how do you revive basil after the beetles ? ) so much balsamicI add fresh mozzarella now and againsometimes ,...
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It is winter. I sleep until after ten am. Rosalita and I watch horse themed shows on Netflix together (a great interest of hers). Our feet touch.Everything substantial happens in my dreams. I go to...
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