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cassandragillig:

damn
i have a chapbook

ON WHICH SIDEWALK DID U FIND THAT NEED 2 NOE SO I CAN ACQUIRE 

cassandragillig:

damn

i have a chapbook

ON WHICH SIDEWALK DID U FIND THAT NEED 2 NOE SO I CAN ACQUIRE 

HEY i’m reading at the POETRY FOUNDATION tomorrow (tues sept 16) at 7 PM and it’s FREE so come on down hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!

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2,005 Plays

imbibes:

Electric Light Orchestra - Livin’ Thing

humboldtfog:

jacquelynstuber:

Clare Stuber

August and September, 2014

digital times with meatclare

bc i know everyone is dying 2 see my most intimate moments w nachos

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240 Plays

alextastic:

Wilco - “Jesus, etc.”

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elanormcinerney:

Alice Notley | Exposing My Breasts So You’ll | Disobedience

elanormcinerney:

Alice Notley | Exposing My Breasts So You’ll | Disobedience

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"Memory is a church on fire."

Sherman Alexie, “The Sin Eaters,” from The Toughest Indian in the World (via lifeinpoetry)

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heh heh heh…. why yes u can step into my office but shoes off first pls don’t b rude

heh heh heh…. why yes u can step into my office but shoes off first pls don’t b rude

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went into the depaul bookstore to get a pen but it was full of 18-year-olds so i farted everywhere and left 

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suntour:

february 2014

suntour:

february 2014

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The Open Door Readings: September : Foundation Events : The Poetry Foundation

the idea of promoting myself is very uncomfortable for me, but i know i need to get in the habit of it so HERE GOES: i am reading w some folks at the poetry foundation in chicago this tuesday sept. 16 at 7 pm. it’s going to be a hilarious riot of a time and if you’re in the area/available, you should come and throw food at me as i read about throwing up food. also you should come bc it is free. also bc poetry rocks!!!!!!

"My wheels are fully greased for once
& all I’ve got to lose are these shapes
I’ve drawn in the snow, one looks like
a duck, and that’s nothing.
I could lose that."

Sara Woods (whatmountains), from "Dear mouth opening into a yawn," published in Sundog Lit (via myshoesuntied)

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