June 2011
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Milos - Anis Mojgani
Let us take a sack of spray paint and spray paint over the paintings. Let us dance through Paris; kiss in the shadow of the Louvre, crawl inside its windows, scroll manifestos over its canvas, write Morse code on the sculptures, roll a sleeping bag on the floors to sleep inside of, tell one another a story by flashlight, unearth everything from before, bury each other inside the other, feed grapes...
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By Anis Mojgani
Tornado tried to pick up the fork No hands he couldnt
How angry he became
He picked up the whole house instead
The whole earth
Shook it till the fields were all stems
The petals filled the air like ash
They fell for weeks
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By Anis Mojgani
A girl walks out of a house. The house is inside my mouth. My mouth is inside her heart making sucking noises. She keeps walking out of her own heart and walking back into it not knowing the house in my mouth is inside her heart. She doesn’t know the house is held inside my mouth. It is a small house. One room. She has a carpet over the floor and a brass bed pushed to a corner. She will sometimes...
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“I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the...”
– Carrie Ryan (via aeloquence)
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Shake The Dust - Anis Mojgani
This is for the fat girls. This is for the little brothers. This is for the school-yard wimps, this is for the childhood bullies who tormented them. This is for the former prom queen, this is for the milk-crate ball players. This is for the nighttime cereal eaters and for the retired, elderly Wal-Mart store front door greeters. Shake the dust. This is for the benches and the people sitting upon...
“You must know that I do not love and that I love you,
because everything alive...”
– Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XLIV (via grammatolatry)
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This golden glow
Is not happiness
It’s...
“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the...”
– Kerouac (via psydae)
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tryin’ to get through to you my dear, dear,...
