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Dogfish
by Mary Oliver
Some kind of relaxed and beautiful thing kept flickering in with the tide and looking around. Black as a fisherman’s boot, with a white belly.
If you asked for a picture I would have to draw a smile under the perfectly round eyes and above the chin, which was rough as a thousand sharpened nails.
And you know what a smile means, don’t you?
I wanted the past to go away, I wanted to leave it, like another country; I wanted my life to close, and open like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song   where it falls down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery;   I wanted to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know, whoever I was, I was
alive for a little while.
It was evening, and no longer summer. Three small fish, I don’t know what they were, huddled in the highest ripples as it came swimming in again, effortless, the whole body one gesture, one black sleeve that could fit easily around the bodies of three small fish.
Also I wanted to be able to love. And we all know how that one goes, don’t we?
Slowly
the dogfish tore open the soft basins of water.
You don’t want to hear the story of my life, and anyway I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen
to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.
And anyway it’s the same old story– a few people just trying, one way or another, to survive.
Mostly, I want to be kind. And nobody, of course, is kind, or mean, for a simple reason.
And nobody gets out of it, having to swim through the fires to stay in this world.
And look! look! look! I think those little fish better wake up and dash themselves away from the hopeless future that is bulging toward them.
And probably, if they don’t waste time looking for an easier world,
they can do it.
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Komorebi, Duri Baek
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Kat Lyons (American, 1991) - Vision I (2023)
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this blog was in its golden age for its first month-ish because there was such a backlog of well-written, well-known tumblr poems to get through and i had time to keep up a daily queue. i bet most of you weren’t even here when i convincingly argued that “underwater temple, underwater monk” is written in the dactylo-epitrite meter
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Who Died and Made You American
by Franny Choi
In the afterlife of apocalypse, my people, too, are settlers of a theft. Pay me like a man whose ancestors burned down the homes
of Pequot children. Deserve, deserve, what a sad little word. I’m an upstanding citizen of a country far from earned. I’m a child
of immigrants, of strategic importance, imports from one immolation to another. Pay my honest mother
in taxes and guilt. If the land in me could speak to the land I live on, what would it say? Maybe I’m sorry. Or, where does it hurt?
My cheeks are stuffed with sweetgrass and ssuk. Maybe I’m only ever singing that awful song: O beautiful.
O beautiful. And it is, some days, driving through the “untouched” hills to the place where I’m paid.
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I think of you all the time and therefor have little to say that would not embarrass you, for instance my first feeling about the rain was that it was like you.
John Cage, from a letter to Merce Cunningham in 'The Selected Letters of John Cage'
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Brazilian handball player Tamires carrying the Angolan team captain Albertina Kassoma out of the court after she got hurt
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hey i know i asked for constructive criticism but what i actually wanted was for you to tell me i'm extremely talented. and also pretty. sorry if that was unclear
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I need to run a survey really quick. This isn't serious, but I need people to cooperate and not cheat for the sake of it because it'll skew the results.
Imagine you wake up tomorrow and you realize you (and everyone else in the world) can turn into an animal (And back into a human) at will.
Please go to this link to see what animal it will be for you:
(this is random, and yes, you only get one, no redos)
With this in mind, please reply to the following questions as truthfully as possible based on your current situation. (Not an ideal fantasy one.)
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Olympic gold medalist secretaries of defense Alyssa Naeher and Naomi Girma hugging after the USWNT win against Brazil - 08.10.24
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@whatcoloristhatcat
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Thank you for changing our game for the better. Watching you play has been one of the joys of our lives. 🫶
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i got the high score for most irritated anyone has ever been and my body exploded into clear and beautiful water droplets that nourished the ground where i stood and now trees and flowers taller that you could ever imagine grow in that spot and provide shelter to creatures great and small
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