March 2011
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When you have exhausted all possibilities, remember this – you haven’t.
– Thomas Edison
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For Grace, after a party
You do not always know what I am feeling. Last night in the warm spring air while I was blazing my tirade against someone who doesn’t interest me, it was love for you that set me afire,
and isn’t it odd? for in rooms full of strangers my most tender feelings writhe and bear the fruit of screaming. Put out your hand, isn’t there an ashtray, suddenly, there? beside the bed? And someone you love...
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Alison Carmichael.
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My favorite thing is to go where I’ve never been
– Diane Arbus
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