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fast-machine:

lk-shaw:

photos from this past weekend in montreal featuring ashley, oscar, mira, gabby, spencer, sarah jean & me. i stole these pictures from their instagrams. i can’t find any fricking photos of guillaume.  

we read at drawn & quarterly on friday night. the next day we walked up a mountain and ate 4 types of cheese. it was very fun. 

this is getting me hype for montreal in october with chloe and mira!

— 2 months ago with 37 notes

sarahjeanalex:

my body is in a constant state
of wanting to sigh continuously
but my lungs never let me
take a deep enough breath

my face screws itself into
a very ugly expression and sometimes i cry
but usually i do not

when i fall asleep
it is almost always in the arms of another person
while my mind flashes
‘what the hell am i doing’
until it turns off

how many stones do i have to tie around my waist
before i can walk into the ocean without floating up

trick question
i am afraid of fish
nobody is worth being in an ocean for
likewise, nobody is worth leaving the ground
so i won’t also ask a question
about helium-filled balloons

(7 big stones, the size of your head,
or 13 small ones, the size of a smaller head)

if another person fails you
and you have one night without nightmares
it cancels the other out

(3,802 balloons for me,
4,278 for you)

a woman’s fist is always small
and i have never not compared myself to angels 

originally published at electric cereal

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— 2 months ago with 43 notes

guillaumemorissette:

some photos from new york lit night in montreal, hosted by ashley & me with readings by spencer madsen, gabby bess, lucy k shaw, oscar bruno d’artois & sarah jean alexander

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— 2 months ago with 31 notes
from red doc> by Anne Carson →

 

"HE WAS FOURTEEN
it was years ago and Sad’s
name wasn’t Sad yet. First
comet. G had just
stumbled off a bus they
looked at one another and
that lasted until G was
almost twenty but he.
Well. Being a loyal soul
himself. Sad’s need to
make friends everywhere.
Sex friends club friends
gym…
— 3 months ago with 18 notes
altlitgossip:

OHSO Book Release Reading, July 19th
8PM, Mellow Pages Library, Brooklyn NY
This event is free. There will be epic and delicate readings and performances by this powerhouse line-up:Sean H. DoyleFaith LylaLucy K ShawNatalie EilbertMike Bushnell———We will also have raffle tickets for all purchases of books, drinks, and donations to Mellow Pages Library for a drawing to win one of three free copies of OHSO. There may be other fun, games, merriment, moments of fear, childhood flashbacks, heart crying, and eye wows. Come early to get limited edition OHSO grab bags including early drafts and tiny toys. Come on over, fearlessly tremble at life with us.

dis gon b bigger than the opening of luna park & kimye’s wedding combined

altlitgossip:

OHSO Book Release Reading, July 19th

8PM, Mellow Pages Library, Brooklyn NY


This event is free. There will be epic and delicate readings and performances by this powerhouse line-up:

Sean H. Doyle

Faith Lyla

Lucy K Shaw

Natalie Eilbert

Mike Bushnell

———

We will also have raffle tickets for all purchases of books, drinks, and donations to Mellow Pages Library for a drawing to win one of three free copies of OHSO. 

There may be other fun, games, merriment, moments of fear, childhood flashbacks, heart crying, and eye wows. 

Come early to get limited edition OHSO grab bags including early drafts and tiny toys. 

Come on over, fearlessly tremble at life with us.

dis gon b bigger than the opening of luna park & kimye’s wedding combined

— 3 months ago with 14 notes

oscarbrunodartois:

me & matt nelson simulta-reading a poem by pierre reverdy, in translation & in the OG, to the music of infamous underground rap quartet, beirut. 

under the stars

   maybe i had lost the key, and everyone around me laughs and each shows me an enormous key hanging from his neck.

   i am the only one who has no way to get in somewhere. they have all disappeared and the closed doors leave the street sadder. no one. i’ll knock on every door.

   insults fly out of the windows and i withdraw.

   so, not far outside of town, on the edge of a river and a wood, i found a door. a simple gate with no lock. i got behind it and, beneath the night that has no windows but does have large curtains, between the forest and the river that protected me, i was able to sleep.

belle étoile

   j’aurai peut-être perdu la clé, et tout le monde rit autour de moi et chacun me montre une clé énorme pendue à son cou. 

   je suis le seul à ne river avoir pour entrer quelque part. ils ont tous disparu et les portes closes laissent la rue plus triste. personne. je frapperai partout.

   des injures jaillissent des fenêtres et je m’éloigne. 

   alors un peu plus loin que la ville, au bord d’une rivière et d’un bois, j’ai trouvé une porte. une simple porte à claire-voie et sans serrure. je me suis mis derrière et, sous la nuit qui n’a pas de fenêtres mais de larges ridequx, entre la forêt et la rivière qui me protègent, j’ai pu dormir. 

'i liked to do that' - matt nelson, intern & co-founder, mellow pages library

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— 3 months ago with 28 notes
nice thing i found in a thing called the ‘lil dope fiend overdose prevention guide,’ imho

nice thing i found in a thing called the ‘lil dope fiend overdose prevention guide,’ imho

— 3 months ago with 1 note
#lil dope fiend  #booze & benzos  #tfftw 
an excerpt from '40 Likely To Die Before 40' →

altlitgossip:

One night when we were drunk and failing at buying drugs from somebody in another part of Brooklyn, we lay down together in the park and looked up, because they were there, at the stars. We didn’t know anything else about stars, besides the same things that everyone knows. Orion’s Belt. The Big…

— 3 months ago with 35 notes