Tastes poetic Mother sits in early fall Watches tumbling, giggling Watches sun catch virgin, tiny hair Tangle its precious self with broken leaves. Tastes pregnant Eyes closed in spring sun Grateful backache as innocence Puts an ear to almost The youngest will never hear.
By Harper Haase Cameron Dever wears big, square glasses that come down past her cheeks and a smile that not even the bitterest of people could mistake as ingenuine. When she answers our facetime call she’s with her husband, Nathan, who says a quick hello before she settles down to talk in her cozy house … More Cameron Dever: When Cut-throat Doesn’t Cut it, Approach Life With Compassion
“No matter who we lie next to at night we sleep with ourselves. We either forgive or get sick and tired of it.” This is one of the many quotes from Matthew McConaughey’s memoir, “Greenlights,” that I had to frantically jot down in my notes while speeding along the 15 S in Arizona. Last weekend … More Green light
Who painted red white and blue on my love life? We went on dates and held hands We kissed in the snow and sent chills up warm backs. Who’s lobbying for wrapping necks like birds and touching souls so close they blur? Which congressman decides if we can butterfly or Eskimo kiss, or … More A Political Poem
In a dark forest filled with fog, you see a path. You can barely see it, but it’s there–amidst all the overgrown vines and trees so big you can only see the parts that sag low into the atmosphere to mock your nervous loss of direction with thick arms and sexy, green floppy leaves. You … More consider me hooked, SND
It’s a hot day in the middle of winter, but the sun went down and now there’s bumps on your skin and hair that stands up. In the car, you feel safe. The heater kicks in: hotter than you expected, warmer than your bones. The windows slide down three inches. The air confuses your body… … More you feel me?
What has 2020 brought us? A world-collapsing pandemic with no end in sight, the loss of so many things we need for happiness, so much hatred and polarization, fear, pain, beauty in small things, slivers of hope, and a lot of uncertainty. (Wait, don’t leave! This isn’t another fuck 2020 post, stick with me here.) … More The Beginning
Dare to be fucking weird, and know that the only way to be is yourself. That’s what Lilly Tabrizi, creator of the brand CRONSTER does. If you are ever lucky enough to have a conversation with Lilly, be prepared to let your creativity crawl out of you from inside. Lilly inspires just by existing and … More Letting Your Cronsters Crawl with Lilly Tabrizi
Harper Booth Haase October 24, 1999 – ???? These are the two things that I can confidently say define me. After that, it gets a little mushy. I know what you’re thinking: i’m having an identity crisis. Well, you’re probably right. Instead of mulling around my house wondering how to harness my identity, I decided … More me//undefined
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