February 2012
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“Listen. The only reason why you’d be carrying a psychiatrist around with you is that you must have gotten your draft notice. Right?”
After a pause he nodded. That he remembered. The familiar elongated blue-green envelope had arrived one week ago; next Wednesday he would be taking his mental at the UN military hospital in the Bronx.
“Has it helped? Has he—”...
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“I never believed that a writer has special privileges. Writing was simply having...”
– Jean-Paul Sartre; qtd. in John Gerassi, Jean-Paul Sartre: Hated Conscience of His Century (1989)
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derradiokopf:
why does my roommate
think it’s ok
to leave me alone with
girl scout cookies
doesn’t she
know who i am
i don’t even
chew my food
sometimes
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
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“In a life of writing books, I have often, believe me, been lost in the maze of...”
– Foe, J.M. Coetzee (via kimber-lite)
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