POrtland ORegon

I have emotions
that are like newspapers that
     read themselves.

I go for days at a time
trapped in the want ads.

I feel as if I am an ad
for the sale of a haunted house:

     18 rooms
     $37,000
     I’m yours
     ghosts and all.

-Richard Brautigan

embroidered x-rays

(via gretchenjonesnyc)

I’ve been numb for over a month now
and the winter sneaked in
with fast-moving clouds
that colored the ocean
that emerald-tinted, travel poster green
(more like a swimming pool, really),
but I was talking about the numbness—
how it fashioned my days and held my hand,
as the sunsets grew increasingly, predictably
spectacular.

— Dorothea Grossman