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“There’s no money in poetry, but there’s no poetry in money, either.” —Robert Graves (via taylorbooks)

(via poetsandwriters)

Idra Novey - Translator’s Confession, 3 a.m.

Dear C, I dropped

your sentence in hot water.
I talked to the boil. I said Here

is my thumb for you to burn.

Here is the soft heart
of my hand and my arm and

the nape of my wreck.

I said vapor, just take me.
I’m done burning

with these pages. Being invisible
doesn’t mean a person

won’t blister, doesn’t mean

the blisters won’t fill
with pockets of water

or when lanced the rawest flesh

won’t emerge. First the word
then the murky leak

begins—what another mind
may scrape against

but never skin.

Dishonesty

You know you’ve lived in NYC (or perhaps all of modern society) too long when poems about nature begin to feel false.

I don’t care what consequence it brings… I have been a fool for lesser things.

Heirloom pearl tomato frittata. (So proud: I have finally used my cast iron skillets enough that they are nonstick! This lifted right out.)
Nope, I am not sharing. :-p

Heirloom pearl tomato frittata. (So proud: I have finally used my cast iron skillets enough that they are nonstick! This lifted right out.)

Nope, I am not sharing. :-p

(via poetsandwriters)

I’m calling fire.

(Source: Spotify)

The problem with Bushwick is that everyone is very serious but no one is at all sincere.

It’s a desperation, and an egotism, that seriousness.

Lunch!!!

Lunch!!!

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