August 2009
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YOUR LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL SITE OVERHAUL UPDATE
our new site/venture is coming along! fill this out to be included in our new database & to get updates on events and more information on the expansion of YOUR LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL to GOLDEN GOD ART COLLECTIVE (a multi-media organization focused on bringing people together through the sharing of words, music and art with monthly revivals and benefit concerts in Boston, MA)! http://bit.ly/rCfJL
July 2009
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June 2009
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UNDER CONSTRUCTION
On hiatus while our new site is being built! Keep submitting! We’ll be back up as soon as we can.
Heather
May 2009
19 posts
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Amanda,
You are loved.
Heather
POLL: Would you rather have 5-6 posts each Monday...
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The Cruelty of Strangers
A guy made fun of my heart today he called it an apple. i don’t understand this human compulsion towards cruelty would i ever make fun of a tattoo i didn’t know, waiting for food in the bagel shop? no. i am never mean to strangers. i save it for people i know, the deserving. you i would not hit or punch or smack but i would like to watch someone else do it not a stranger but a girl,...
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I Would Remain by Night with You
I would remain by night with you who, having held me once, wrapped everything I knew into my sleeping body’s hold and held fast and stayed. You shuttled in sleep against me and away, not sleeping, beached and exhausted by wine and rushes from another life whose body my body meant to alter. But I am wayfaring and recently wrecked; I understand the cost of pulling free from what once loved...
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BEFORE EVERYTHING IS OVER
before everything is over i would like to make love to you the same number of times as a gentleman knocking on a door that will never open for him. the same number of times a mirror fails to reflect the spirit of a ruined man. the same number of times a young woman discovers in the middle of a noisy party that she is alone. i would like to make love to you like a man leaning his face from the...
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TEN THOUSAND
It is dusk. The birds sweep low to the lake and then dive up. The wind picks a few leaves off the ground and turns them into wheels that roll a little way and then collapse. There’s nothing like branches planted against the sky to remind you of the feel of your feet on the earth, the way your hands sometimes touch each other. All those memories, you wouldn’t want them over again,...
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Gee, You're So Beautiful that it's Starting to...
Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin and sounds like a sunshine harpsicord. I want high school report cards to look like this:
Playing with Gentle Glass Things A
Computer Magic A
Writing Letters to Those You Love A
Finding out about Fish A
Marcia’s Long Blonde Beauty A+!
- Richard...
April 2009
17 posts
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“In ordinary perception, the senses send an overwhelming flood of information to...”
– Tom Wolfe, Submitted by: Liz
“Darling, darling, tonight I have such a wild lust for your body that if you were...”
– James Joyce to his wife Nora
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Below Freezing
We are at a party that doesn’t love us. Finally the party lets the mask fall and shows what it is: a shunting station for freight cars. In the fog cold giants stand on their tracks. A scribble of chalk on the car doors.
One can’t say it aloud, but there is a lot of repressed violence here. That is why the furnishings seem so heavy. And why it is so difficult to see the other thing present: a spot...
“Darling, I love your spleen; I love your liver; I adore your pancreas, and the...”
– Orlan
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Scheherazade
Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again. How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running until they forget that they are horses. It’s not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, it’s more like a song on a policeman’s radio, how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days were...
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Lines for the Fortune Cookies
I think you’re wonderful and so does everyone else. Just as Jackie Kennedy has a baby boy, so will you—even bigger. You will meet a tall beautiful blonde stranger, and you will not say hello. You will take a long trip and you will be very happy, though alone. You will marry the first person who tells you your eyes are like scrambled eggs. In the beginning there was YOU—there will...
“If we discovered that we had only five minutes left to say all that we wanted to...”
– Christopher Morely, Submitted by: Vanessa Ong
March 2009
50 posts
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fake memory #9: at the museum on our first date.
I remember when I steadied my hands on your hips from behind as if to better look at the painting. It was all bold pretense and nothing I’d ever done before, but you let me like we’d been doing that all of our lives, or like it was a perfectly acceptable way to touch someone that you’re not familiar with. You grabbed my fingers and held them and pulled them around so they were...
