#WordOfTheDay
a fortiori
adverb: For an even stronger reason; even more so.
Scherzo di Follia Pierre-Louis Pierson
"That long night, the farm,
those jeweled birds, all these gone years.
The horses standing quiet and huge
in the moon-crossing blackness."
- Joseph Stroud, from "First Song"
Sei Shonagon - The Pillow Book
“So he gets some long kisses from me, against the refrigerator, before he goes because I hate those girls who push away a boy’s face as if she were made out of Ivory soap, as if she’s that much greater than he is.”
#StoryEndingOfTheDay
"She has small breasts and large nipples. Also, as she herself says, a rather large behind. Her father has three secretaries. Hamburg is close to the sea."
-James Salter, "Dusk"
"Our one tongue is twice enclosed and our two ears are twice opened, so that we can hear twice as much as we speak."
-Baltasar Gracian, "Earlids"
““The years were good and sad.””
Finalist in Mid-American Review Fineline Competition
My short nonfiction piece, "What Doo Wop Does," has just been chosen as a finalist in the 2014 Mid-American Review Fineline Competition for Prose Poems. It will be published in their 35th Anniversary fall print issue.
"He knew the kind of Kleenex crud a crying girl left behind."
- Christine Schutt
“I write about the liver because I’m thinking as if trying to weep.”
“Ah, you three women whom I have loved in this
long life, along with the few others.
And the four I may have loved, or stopped short
of loving. I wander through these woods
making songs of you...”
Tracy Emin all day.
Superstar
“I’m just saying I’m kind of a whore.
Which is not to say don’t like me.
Because I’m also kind of sweet.
Which is just to say.
The world should no longer be about wanting and wanting the way it was when I was younger and dumber, drawing in my bed, drawing some asshole’s name on my hand, and hearts.
But here we all are. I mean here I am wanting again. The utter inconvenience of what I am.
The utter inconvenience of it all.
But I was just so fucking powerful that night.”
–Susan Steinberg, “Superstar” (from Spectacle)
If you read this...
"If you read this poem, write to me.
I have been to Paris since we parted."
–Carolyn Forche, "As Children Together"