Name: Jer Dee
Course: AB Multimedia Arts
Nice little feet to keep the back of your iPad or MacBook from being scratched when you set it down.
I’m an idiot because once
before we were married she asked me whether I knew
that we would not be having children
if we did get married, and I said yes.
And because she knew I was lying,
she asked if I was really okay with that.
And because I’m an idiot I said yes again.
And once during a fight, not married
more than two years, she said she felt like my first wife,
and I, like an idiot, assured her that she was.
She worked out at the gym five times a week
and smoked as many packs of ultra lights,
and I’m an idiot because when I asked her why,
She said, Because I hate myself and I want to die.
And I laughed and said something I don’t recall,
something completely and utterly insufficient.
From the roof of our apartment,
I saw 40 or 50 people jump from the towers
on a Tuesday morning—
we used to be able to see them to the south,
just as, to the north, we can still see
(and by “we” I guess I mean now just me)
the Empire State Building,
which still steeps me in gratitude
because I’m an idiot—
out of the smoke with arms flailing.
And I swear I saw a perfect swan.
And I was going to write a poem
about how fire is the only thing
that can make a person jump out a window.
And maybe I’m an idiot for thinking I could have saved her—
call me her knight in shattered armor—
could have loved her more,
or told the truth about children.
But depression, too, is a kind of fire.
And I know nothing of either.
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Long after tomorrow
this day will be
just another berry on the bush,
sometimes too ripe
other times not ripe enough.
And on other days,
the heart will get swollen
like a baby wrapped tightly
in its favorite blanket;
so tightly that it might begin to suffocate
in its own warmth
and it…
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fwb:
I don’t claim to be a photographer. I just take photos of bullshit I see.
same.
“My work originally came from the snapshot aesthetic … Snapshots are taken out of love and to remember people, places, and shared times. They’re about creating a history by recording a history.”-Nan Goldin.
I’d like to get into photography, hmm.
| — | Jonathan Ive on the iPad, as recorded by Stephen Fry. (via malumelegans) |
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1367647/Japan-tsunami-Video-woman-dragged-safety-tsunami-hit.html
Scroll down and watch the first video: plucked to safety by a tv crew
I was amazed at this, and so touched by everyone else getting together to help rescue the children and others trapped
Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m actually the kind of girl who cannot go near any kind of bug without freaking out. The worst day of my life was when I found out that there are roaches that can fly. They (my Southern Baptist relatives) call them palmetto bugs but they’re really flying roaches. Nightmares. Pretty much the whole reason I’d ever get married is ‘cause I need someone to kill spiders and what not while I hide in the bathroom standing on the toilet seat where they can’t get me.



