Author: David Schwarm
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Mourning by Margarita Cruz
Mourning Margarita Cruz 5 AM—the world is silent save for the heater in the hallway, the cars wooshingdown the main road, the vibrato ofevery single driver. Every creak of a settlinghouse. Lay my head down, press it into pillow.On the window sill a jar of coins,sunlight crawling through thewater in an empty spaghetti jar.A spider…
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VII
To that high Capital, where kingly Death Keeps his pale court in beauty and decay, He came; and bought, with price of purest breath, A grave among the eternal.–Come away! Haste, while the vault of blue Italian day Is yet his fitting charnel-roof! while still He lies, as if in dewy sleep he lay; Awake…
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Nike Space Hippie 04
Space Hippie is a story of trash transformed. From the upper to the outsole, Space Hippie 04 is made of at least 25% recycled material by weight. Not only is it the most lightweight silhouette within the collection, it also has the lowest carbon footprint. Its ‘Space Waste Yarn’ upper includes about 75% recycled content…
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VI
But now, they youngest, dearest one, has perish’d, The nursling of thy widowhood, who grew, Like a pale flower by some sad maiden cherish’d And fed with true-love tears, instead of dew; Most musical of mourners, weep anew! Thy extreme hope, the loveliest and the last, The bloom, whose petals nipp’d before they blew Died…
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Anaïs Nin
The enemy of a love is never outside, it’s not a man or woman, it’s what we lack in ourselves.
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The Blue Zones: Lessons for Living Longer From the People Who’ve Lived the Longest by Dan Buettner (Author), Michael McConnohie (Narrator)
The Blue Zones: Lessons for Living Longer From the People Who’ve Lived the Longest by Dan Buettner My rating: 4 of 5 stars I enjoyed this a lot more then I thought it would. Recommended to me by a friend interested in personal self improvement activities–most of which I personally consider selfish–I thought this would…
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V
Most musical of mourners, weep anew! Not all to that bright station dar’d to climb; And happier they their happiness who knew, Whose tapers yet burn through that night of time In which suns perish’d; others more sublime, Struck by the envious wrath of man or god, Have sun, extinct in their refulgent prime; And…
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Henry Rollins on KCRW
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