Frank W. Buckles is the last living United States Veteran of World War I.
I feel so much better after a beer.
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“What is REAL?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side...– The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams.
On Being a Woman
New hair with a definitive style. Red lipstick. These things make me feel like a woman, as opposed to a girl. I never minded being a girl, but this afternoon I took some time to paint my fingernails — a move I will surely regret — but yet, here they are; vanilla bean, shiny and shimmery and womanly in all the ways that are foreign to me. Today, I am womanly. I wonder if I’ll...
This is what is done with pain: ice on the wound, the isolating...– excerpt from A Marriage Poem by Ellen Bryant Voight.
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through...– Pablo Neruda
There is nothing on my horizon but everything. Everything is on my horizon.– Dwight, “The Office.”