February 2012
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i've started
writing a series of poems where susie knuckles talks to me (safia) over breakfast (always with the footnote “safia is eating breakfast. susie knuckles is eating chicken nuggets”).
i’ve officially lost my damn mind.
fun fact: my great-great-greatgreatgreat...etc... →
Ali wad Hilu (d. 25 November 1899) was one of the three Kalifas or lieutenants of Muhammad Ahmad (1844-1885), who styled himself the Mahdi, the others being Muhammad Sharifand ‘Abd Allah ibn Muhammad.[1]
Ali wad Hilu’s followers included the Dighaym, Kianan and al-Lahiwiyin Baqqara Arabs from the Gezira region, which lies between the Blue Nile and the White Nile.[2] He joined the...
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Things I think about poetry:
warpaintetiquette:
Using few words’ connotative meanings to construct a text that is greater than the sum of its parts.
yup :)
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The Index Card that Susie Knuckles Carries Around...
mister, which came first, man or his shadow? this is a terrifying salesman of a world, the way it tells our boys that, for the right price, they can survive their own deaths. what i meant to ask was, how much did it cost? all those bodies, i mean- sorry, i meant those houses, each one a man’s body, each with its own name; which one did you call home? you’re right. the only difference between a...
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Re: Susie Knuckles
Just kidding about finishing it. You guys slacked and didn’t confiscate it in time- now I’ve decided that every poem I’d chosen for it is gravely wrong and I have to start over. Something’s wrong with me
Love is a fancy name
for giving someone without fangs the power to kill you
– Catie Rosemurgy
I THINK I JUST FINISHED "THE LIFE AND TIMES OF...
someone confiscate it now before i decide to scrap it and start over again for the 8309120th time
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chandeliersea asked: Who are some of your favorite tumblrs (especially other writers and poets)?
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hey Detroit, →
see you this Friday- i’ll be featuring at the Roses and Revolutions Poetry Slam at the University of Detroit Mercy’ Grounds Coffee House. 7pm. come and let’s be friends. on wednesdays we wear pink.
ps: it’s free. i’m a cheap date.
The Love Child of Frida Kahlo and DMX: An... →
By Kameelah Janan Rasheed
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when i was ten i heard my pediatrician tell my mother that i had a slight heart murmur the image that came to mind then that i still cannot quite outgrow is of my shy scuffshoed heart sitting in the back of the classroom avoiding eye contact and never allowing its mouth to open all the way when speaking like if it tightened their doorway the words would come out a thin stream of smoke that it...
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This quiver in my lip, that’s just where I keep my arrows
– Dessa
yaaaladin asked: lmaooo, word. but yo, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, as in we need to Skype or something soon
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a small poem-thing, from the day i decided to stop...
falling out of love with someone with whom you had no business being in love in the first place is the most delicious moment of responsibility, is doing your homework on time instead of scribbling hastily over your morning coffee, is buying the good basmati rice at the grocery store instead of the snickers bar that you will only actually eat half of, is buying orange juice instead of orange soda...
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El Silvero: Wu. →
elsilvero:
My friend Safia names all of her possessions. Her laptop is Grace Jones, All her lipsticks are Esmeralda. Michalengelo is her flask covered in painted Washington DC cherry blossoms. All of her stuff exists on the sliding scale of rapper pseudonyms. The members of the Wu-Tang Clan each have at least five different titles. Every layer is a new myth to recite, RZA, Prince Rakeem, The...
realtalk.
fuckmebrazilian:
swoon |swoōn|
verb [ intrans. ]
faint from extreme emotion : I don’t want a nurse who swoons at the sight of blood.
• be emotionally affected by someone or something that one admires; become ecstatic : teenagers swoon over Japanese pop singers.
important terminology
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My bets for today's Superbowl:
Ireland will win, but Krum will catch the Snitch.
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wartime.
we must first decide whose fault this is- our mothers’? mine, for understanding how water can save a desert people and taking the entire atlantic ocean as her front yard? or do we blame our country, for letting its children cut it all up until there wasn’t enough space for us both to stay?
guess who's going to go see Doomtree on the 16th?
this guy :)
throughkaleidscopeeyes asked: lovely<3
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throughkaleidscopeeyes:
my favorite song
love this song. this woman is a goddess
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