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the one where #lovewins

the one where #lovewins

by D'nelle | Jun 26, 2015 | the one with culture - pop, southern or otherwise, the one with love

“Freedom of Intimacy is abridged rather than expanded by marriage. Ask the nearest hippie.” Well, I am a happy hippie today, Scalia. If I am ever nearby, I will be very happy to explain to you how marriage has expanded my freedom, especially of intimacy....
a poem: blue face red face

a poem: blue face red face

by D'nelle | Jun 25, 2015 | the one with love, the one with poetry & writing

There are days when I can’t shake it, that suspicion that all the world wants is to take things away. Days when only poetry keeps me in balance. Days when even the full, yellow sunshine of our star isn’t enough, when the light disappears and I’m...
the one where i’m trained to follow

the one where i’m trained to follow

by D'nelle | Jun 3, 2015 | the one with family, the one with love, the one with the road

It has been a spring full of travel. Thanks to the luxuries of a Southwest Companion Pass and work I can do from anywhere with a wifi signal, I’ve already hit Tampa, Dallas and Denver. Right now, we’re en route west to Phoenix for two weeks of...
the one with your stupid f***ing wedding

the one with your stupid f***ing wedding

by D'nelle | Apr 10, 2015 | the one with culture - pop, southern or otherwise, the one with family, the one with love, the one with the fat girl

If you’re hearing strains of Carly Simon right about now, you are welcome to go ahead and assure yourself that I’m not talking about you, specifically, if that’s what you need, because really I’m talking about everyone and no one at the same...
a poem: some state of wanting

a poem: some state of wanting

by D'nelle | Dec 17, 2010 | the one with love, the one with poetry & writing

No one writes love poems anymore. I mean, tonight I’m texting you emoticons while I drive frantically from one job to another. I’m not chewing thoughtfully on a quill, my inkstained fingers scratching out, rewriting, perfecting couplets by lamplight....
a poem: strange brew

a poem: strange brew

by D'nelle | Nov 12, 2010 | the one with love, the one with poetry & writing

As Halloween passed and fall fell You left me again for some far city maybe emerald or steel or some other heady, glinting promise energy lofting skyward the dreams of man progress and potential. You left and I unpacked my lamentations to keep me company. Here in my...
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