March 2009
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… There were some things I wanted to tell him. But I knew they would hurt him....
– Jonathan Safran Foer
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dear old love
I still haven’t replied to your email where you apologised if you did something wrong. I know you know what you did wrong. I heard Radiohead’s “Exit Music (For A Film)” on shuffle on my iPod this morning and now I want to reply to you,
“I hope that you choke”.
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I’m already broken, so why not go for broke?
The t-shirt that I’m wearing says bomb them all to hell there are poems written in the margins of my textbook as a surprise, she includes a photograph of you with a letter she posts to me I cry the whole way home on the train wiping my nose on my sleeve the moon taunts me about my failed attempt at love the moon is empty like me your hand brushing me away like fallen ash from your cigarette...
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Once, in high school, I met a girl who liked very strange music. She was in art...
– Matthew Zapruder (via poetbabble)
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I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which...
– Françoise Sagan
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All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie
– September 1, 1939 by W. H. Auden
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Head Lines
the hips, lips and tits of a dead screen Goddess a Siren, clutching desperately to skin, sweat to eyes met without wavering headline, heartline, lifeline outlined in blue biro on soft palms for lovers hands folded together a toast to playing the muse, the party girl, the tragic, always passed over for the role of loving wife
(2008)
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Love me, because love doesn’t exist, and I have tried everything that does.
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via suzywire)
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Sydney Airport bikie feud killing: 'don't outlaw...
The State Government will be making a “desperate mistake” if it moves to break up bikie gangs in NSW, an expert on outlaw motorcycle club culture says.
Premier Nathan Rees is meeting with police chiefs to discuss a crackdown on gangs after a man was bashed to death during a brawl between rival bikie groups at Sydney’s Domestic Airport yesterday.
Options understood to be on the...
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Sometimes by Saul Williams
she is lonely in my presence and I understand I am within and have not learned to be two places at once have not learned to be I live and walk but my thoughts nurture a child unborn I once wrote out of loneliness and into it please, not now, love I’m suffering somebody dipped this soul in Christian batter fried it and then made the mistake of trying to serve it back to me as if I...
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(Yesterday George Nuku saw some dried, tatooed heads of his ancestors exhibited in a museum in Brussels. How did he feel about this?)
“A lot of people think the heads should return to our country. I don’t. Originally, they were made to be moved. We live in a pretty rough country. Moving the body of a killed friend is almost impossible. So we cut off the heads of our friends and family...
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Today I met George Nuku for the first time. “Moko,” he said, “is a way of facing death, it’s a way of living in the present. I want to be here and now. Not somewhere else. Also when I’m sculpting. I want to be in front of the material I’m sculpting. Finally, the material will also be in front of me and will start speaking to me.
In my country fellow artists...
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Censorship is never over for those who have experienced it. It is a brand on the...
– Nadine Gordimer
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The books that the world calls immoral are the books that show the world its own...
– The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891 by Oscar Wilde
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If the human body’s obscene, complain to the manufacturer, not to me.
– Larry Flynt
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Censorship reflects a society’s lack of confidence in itself. It is a...
– Potter Stewart
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a touch not a kiss
I do not challenge the stars; they fall when I tell them to. I am water droplets on your palm mouths are open to swallow the rain. I do not sleep, I order the universe according to my mood.