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I’m most excited for the Leonid Meteor Shower on November 17th.](http://12.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ksngmjDZck1qzbltio1_500.jpg)
Greensboro Woman by Scott Avett
(Ignore the poor quality of this video & listen. This makes me want to sit on my front porch in the sunshine & drink sweet tea.)
Jolene by The Weepies
“Now I only think about you if it’s raining or it’s not.”
I found this the other day. It is a microscopic paper model that you assemble yourself. It was very cool.
your collar: a poem by Kendall McCabe
it was worth the disappointment,
the shoves, the scrapes, the tears,
the falls
just to lie mouth to mouth,
bones on bones,
freckled lips parted,
looking into your two-tone eyes,
knowing our hearts are the same and
that there will be striped pillows and
baths with clothes on and trees in every color
and new year’s eve couches and white porches
and dark basements and sunny high rises
and that some morning when I am done dreaming
I will probably lose my fragile tears on your collar
(in a good way)
only because
I would rather be anywhere with you
than here without you.
Laundry Room by The Avett Brothers
I have a new fondness for this song. Not that I didn’t already.
About Me
What the water wants is hurricanes, and sailboats to ride on its back. What the water wants is sun kiss, and land to run into and back. I have a fish stone burning my elbow, reminding me to know that I'm glad that I have a bottle filled with my old teeth. They fell out like a tear in the bag. And I have a sister somewhere in Detroit she has black hair and small hands. And I have a kettledrum I'll hit the earth with you. And I will crochet you a hat. And I have a red kite; I'll put you right in it. I'll show you the sky.
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