I walk onto the blazing
the whole day is
(the whole world is at the
throat of the world,
everybody feels angry,
everybody is despondent,
I welcomed shots of
peace, tattered shards of
I embraced that stuff
like the hottest number,
like high heels,breasts,
Charles Bukowski, excerpt from “Let It Enfold You”
Fingers crossed for your little herbs!
Thanks so much! Luck is all I have at this point ‘cause I think it’s pretty clear I don’t have a green thumb :P
All the best! I killed all my house plants at uni, so my fiancee bought me a tortoise-shaped thing that grew grass. It lasted about 2 weeks. I have a degree in plant science. It’s not good.
Hahah! Ohh, but I feel you, though. This one time I managed to kill a cactus. Like, how do you even do that, the thing barely needs water :/
Ernesto Sabato, La resistencia
Julio Cortázar, Rayuela (via nomegustaelpastel)
Wow. Books have pores makes much more sense. Well I’ve been misreading that for months :sOhh, shoot! You, too? Hahah.
Everytime you pop in my dashboard I ~think~ I misread your address: "books shave pores"
Heheh, I’ve gotten similar messages at least three times before and they always make me giggle. This one time someone said they read it as “books shave whores”.
I’ve thought about hyphenating it, and more recently about changing it to something different, but I just can’t be bothered to go through the hassle of redirecting urls. So, yeah.
Thanks for the late night giggle, though! :)
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the body electric”
I know what he
I know what he
to be completely alive every moment
in spite of the inevitable.
we can’t cheat death but we can make it
work so hard
that when it does take
it will have known a victory just as
Charles Bukowski, “a song with no end”