January 2010
48 posts
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A Farewell to C.E.G.
My fairest child, I have no song to give you; No lark could pipe in skies so dull and gray; Yet, if you will, one quiet hint I’ll leave you, For every day. I’ll tell you how to sing a clearer carol Than lark who hails the dawn or breezy down; To earn yourself a purer poet’s laurel Than Shakespeare’s crown. Be good, sweet maid, and let who can be clever; Do lovely things,...
All these ways we classify things as R&B and hip-hop and rock … It’s...
– Jay-Z
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Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… It has no survival...
– CS Lewis
I am from the smell of salt left on dry hair and porous skin, and the feeling of running into the ocean with your clothes on. I am from clear skies and freshly mowed grass that leaves deep stains. I am from laundry detergent and the smell of bleach. I am from sneaking into private pools and running across hot sand, from calloused feet and leaps over stagnant pools of water. I am from that moment...
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