Kayleb Rae Candrilli, from Water I Won’t Touch
[ID: This poem -
‘On Travelling Together’, by Kayleb Rae Candrilli
In a Super 8 just outside Iowa
City, two twelve-year-old boyscuddle on the lobby couch,
scrolling on their phones.It’s four in the morning, and they don’t expect
me, or anyone,in the holy space they’ve drawn
for themselves.Their parents are asleep
on the third floor, restingbefore a hockey tournament or some other
rough-and-tumble game.It’s clear by the way the boys
jump as I walk by;their parents know nothing.
The floor is lava.The continental
breakfast will start soon.The couch they’re on is an island
I’ve been to.”/End ID]
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they could be a dynamic duo they have the POTENTIAL!!!!!
pillbug girl goes to a party and meets someone
im so glad to see that everyone loves pillbug girl
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If you want to know what the SAG-AFTRA strike is about, watch this video.
(I’m a SAG-AFTRA member as well, having played me on television from time to time. So I’m doubly on strike.)
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thought too hard about MRI machines today and had this come to me in a vision
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my favorite thing about this post is all the people who chose to use the default icon defending themselves in the notes like no stop it just put a picture up
Loving this energy
*wipes tear* they learn tumblr culture so fast … the spite … the malicious compliance of it all … I’m so proud
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Tkhorm, a huge black beast and my old good friend, walks in the sunset field ~
Made in Blender.
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