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Blog: a long love letter to the night and those who live there
I’m in a chilly, sparse room in the middle of San Diego. Aside from the sounds of the city, it’s quiet, and there’s an offramp just outside my window. I’m on Facebook, casually scrolling down through the feed, and I think things like ‘she has lovely eyes’ as I pass this picture or that. No dreams of epic love stories or explosive romances full of sturm und drang (though those, really, are my forté).
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Poem: thirteen thirty-seven : I can scrape off the / dirt / And shine like chrome
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“Nobody who has ever experienced the reality of poverty could say “it’s not the money, it’s the message”. When your flat has been broken into, and you cannot afford a locksmith, it is the money. When you are two pence short of a tin of baked beans, and your child is hungry, it is the money. When you find yourself contemplating shoplifting to get nappies, it is the money.”
J.K. Rowling, "The Single Mother's Manifesto" ✪ -
“Be careful when you cast out your demons that you don’t throw away the best of yourself.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, "Also sprach Zarathustra" ✪ -
Poem: Palimpsest : … just long enough / to steal us away …
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Flickr: beauty
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Flickr: at play
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Flickr: lit doors
Mila (Jacob Stetser)
Mila
is a writer, photographer,
& anything else that interests him.