February 2012
“In August of 1990 I found myself laying on my stomach in the woods with a pair...”
– Kathleen Hanna, Our Hit Parade (via innocentlilgirls)
It is at moments after I have dreamed
It is at moments after I have dreamed
Of the rare entertainment of your eyes,
When (being fool to fancy) I have deemed
With your peculiar mouth my heart made wise; at moments when the glassy darkness holds
The genuine apparition of your smile
(it was through tears always) and silence moulds such strangeness as was mine a little while;
Moments when my once more illustrious arms are filled...
