A Look Outside

"She walked to the porch, dropped the letter in an aluminum mailbox and pulled up the red flag. She had never been to Washington. One day, she wanted to take her boys. She wondered what the White House looked like up close. She wondered whether it had a mailbox."

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words: the washington post

image: en rosa radio

Under Glass

I don't know if this will make anyone cry but me, but for some reason the purity of it just astonished me.

Don't put what you love under glass. Just eat it.

"Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it."

Maurice Sendak

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words: bobulate

image: bflv

Things My Son Should Know

Things My Son Should Know After I've Died

I was young once. I dug holes
near a canal and almost drowned.
I filled notebooks with words
as carefully as a hunter loads his shotgun.
I had a father also, and I came second to an addiction.
I spent a summer swallowing seeds
and nothing ever grew in my stomach.
Every woman I kissed,
I kissed as if I loved her.
My left and right hands were rivals.
After I hit puberty, I was kicked out of my parents’ house
at least twice a year. No matter when you receive this
there was music playing now.
Your grandfather isn’t
my father. I chose to do something with my life
that I knew I could fail at.
I spent my whole life walking
and hid such colorful wings.

Brian Trimboli

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words: brian trimboli
image: dianna mullet 

Twenty-Seven Years

I'd put off watching this video for weeks, though many people sent it to me. I didn't think I was emotionally ready to handle it.



I watched it today. And I cried and I cried and I cried.

It was worth it.

It Gets Better

Dan Savage and his partner Terry tell queer high schoolers:

Don't end your life. It gets better.




A good reminder for all of us. 

Two Dreams

"Please remember that the dream you have of finding a long-term romantic partner and having a baby is not just one dream. It’s two. The man dream and the baby dream are so intricately woven that you can be forgiven for thinking they’re one. It’s lovely if it is rolled up into one. It’s more than lovely. It’s convenient. It’s conventional. It’s economically advantageous. It’s hella good when it’s good.

But it isn’t what you have. So let’s see what you’ve got."

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words: dear sugar

image: i want this

Perspective

"There's something of a magic to the perspective that a post-relationship experience gives you. It profoundly changes your perspective on not just your own heart and decisions, but every single person in your life and the people who may enter it tomorrow. I mean, what's the fucking deal with hindsight, right? Could there be a more inconvenient educator?

Thing is, you just have to trust yourself, give yourself a break, and except that hindsight always wins and you'll never get it perfect and the people who are fucking up your world or undermining your foundations are in their own tailspin of it's own severity and you sit on a bench in front of something pretty, take a deep breath, and take in the fact that 'okay...so that fucking happened'.

And you're still standing, and he (or she) may not be, but you're still standing, and you have everything you went into the relationship with...it's just all shifted around and a little swollen here or there, but you know you like you and that's where you start. Or you don't like little bits of you and you start with the bits you like and you work on the ones you don't. A boy (or girl) comes along and likes lots of your bits. Wants to jump in the ring... help you on the bits you want help on.

All in all, this is life, I think. We move through lessons to the point at which a relationship (the forever one) is about learning them together in full. The lessons never stop though. We find perfection in the fact that imperfection is constant, and a way to live among it sans destruction becomes the symphony of true love."

DShan

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words: dshan
image: hey ho lets go n