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“Digestible” – Nayana Nair

to be human is to float like a single cell life
devouring pieces of digestible meaning,
splitting and cutting oneself without blood loss
into something more manageable.
to be human is to lose your legs
to the ideas of nation, families, and lovers.
to be a human like me is to look at
herbivores, carnivores, omnivores, scavengers…
and wonder what hunger feels like.
it is to order love at every other restaurant
waiting for the taste of pain to grow on me,
while i mimic strangers stranded on far away tables
and hope what i am learning is not another dead language.

Nuno França Photography

Photos, places and my experiences

Der Amateur Photograph

Ein Blog über Optik und Photographie - A blog about optics and photography

Flowerpoet

poetry, prose, visual arts

Craig Bergland

Walking together meeting life's challenges

dreaming out loud

death hides in the sparkles

anelephantcant

Random thoughts and images, some serious, some humorous, some pointless

Moriyama Translations

Where the magic of lyrics come forth...

잠자리의집

House of the Dragonfly

HAEBARAGI

what's on your playlist?

Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind

"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"

dezedusblog

See also http://dezedusone.wordpress.com/

Lucas Dewaele, dagboek

Over fotografie en leven.

Let the Images Speak

Olivia May Photography

Vagando Por Mundopolis

Blog de viajes Travel Blog

Il Canto delle Muse

La cosa importante è di non smettere mai di interrogarsi. La curiosità esiste per ragioni proprie. Non si può fare a meno di provare riverenza quando si osservano i misteri dell'eternità, della vita, la meravigliosa struttura della realtà. Basta cercare ogni giorno di capire un po' il mistero. Non perdere mai una sacra curiosità. ( Albert Einstein )

JJ's Music Diary

Music Tinkerbell

bardtke.net

Just another daily photo blog by Christoph Bardtke

Lire dit-elle

L'oreille du taureau à la fenêtre De la maison sauvage où le soleil blessé Un soleil intérieur de terre Tentures du réveil les parois de la chambre Ont vaincu le sommeil Paul Eluard