The thought that "we could be losing" never completely crossed our minds
talk talk talk
I find it very strange that a picture of the Hold Steady is in the August issue of “Everday with Rachel Ray”. Very, very strange.
My Antonia by Willa Cather
Originally published in 1918, it is the last of her “prarie trilogy”. The other books being, “O Pioneers!” and “The Song of the Lark”.
It’s really fucking good.
all this time, lingers undefined
someone choose who’s left and who’s leaving
memory will rust and erode into lists of all that you gave me
a blanket, some matches, this pain in my chest
the best parts of lonely
duct tape and soldered wires
new words for old desires
and every birthday card i threw away.
i wait in 4/4 time,
count yellow highway lines that you’re relying on to lead you home.