Poetry 365: Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight, Galway Kinnell
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You scream, waking from a nightmare.
When I sleepwalk
into your room, and pick you up,
and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me
hard,
as if clinging could save us. I think
you think
I will never die, I think I exude
to you the permanence of smoke or stars,
even as
my broken…
Meet my neighbor Jess: helpjessica.com
She was critically injured last week when her apartment caught fire. She’s a downright cool lady — very involved in improving the neighborhood, and dedicated to raising her 12-year-old son. She used to have an impressively expansive and well-rounded record collection in which she took great pride.
I shared this story on another site earlier today, and someone wanted to know if people could send support in the form of vinyl/CDs. I spoke with the woman who took on the responsibility of collecting music from locals/friends (people are making mix CDs because Jess’ visitors have been limited to immediate family). Her partner owns a local hair salon, and she suggested people send any musical support to this address:
Rendezvous
c/o El Jesperado
2600 N. High St.
Columbus, OH 43202
rendezvoushair.com
The power of the Internet often stuns me; if one person here decides to perform a random act of kindness on Jess’ behalf, and even just reblogs this/shares it elsewhere, I’d be so thankful and, frankly, awed.
Feel free to contact me for more information/if you have any questions.
With love and gratitude,
Flora
Shout out to Trisha and Sita Mae!
That was such a fun day… <3
by Trisha Noble
Columbus
(Source: lushflora, via pussylequeer)
