Lost Mind

amandapalmer:

hola comrades!

first of all….thank you all SO so very much for all the positive response to the “polly” video. holy shit. it had more impact than i’d imagined, for real.
thank you all, deeply, for sharing the link and tweeting it around and generally helping us spread it far and wide….it’s…

libraryland:

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don’t do…

sweetupndown:

you thought I didn’t really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you.

Yesterday I had a pair of brothers in my store. One was maybe between 15-17. He was a wrestler at the local high school. Kind of tall, stocky and handsome. He had a younger brother, who was maybe about…

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amandapalmer:

please note: there are a LOT of photos from my travels in this blog…so this entry doesn’t take 10 minutes to load, they’re resized below, but all of them are clickable for you to see the full-size versions…

i’ve got classic blog constipation, which always happens when too many fucking things…

I have unrolled a map
onto my kitchen table
and put one finger
where you are and
another where I am.

The space between
is only inches. That close,
I could feel you breathing.
I could reach out and
run my fingers through
every strand of your hair,
touch your lips and
barely need to move.

In the corner of the map
there is a guide for judging scale:
every inch a hundred miles
full of roads and rivers and trees,
the guide a sharp reminder
that you are where you are
and I am where I am,
inches apart.