Megan Falley's Blog, page 51

Hey! I'm looking for the transcript for "The Day I Met His Mother" but I can't find it anywhere! I'm extremely moved by it because I can relate fully and I would like to use it for a forensics competition coming up. <3

Hi! “The First Time I Met His Mother” is published in my book, After the Witch Hunt, which is available on Amazon, Powell’s, or directly through me!

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I know it’s early, but for 2014 I committed to writing a poem every day of the year. And so far (17 days in) it’s been one of the best decisions of my life. Can’t wait to share some of these with you all soon!

one of my favorite poems i heard this summer. so happy it has a...

one of my favorite poems i heard this summer. so happy it has a home on the internet so i can watch/rejoice/repeat. 

buttonpoetry:

Cam Awkward-Rich - “A Prude’s Manifesto.”

"The fact that someone else loves you doesn’t rescue you from the project of loving yourself."

“The fact that someone else loves you doesn’t rescue you from the project of loving yourself.”

- Sahaj Kohli (via smartgirlsattheparty)

Here’s a poem about me being the only fourth grader in the...

Here’s a poem about me being the only fourth grader in the entire world who never learned how to ride a bike. Almost fifteen years later, I just signed up for a forty mile bike race through every borough in New York. The training begins yesterday. Who wants to ride with me?

Megan Falley - “Fat Girl” (x)IM A GIF. IVE BEEN WAITING FOR...

Megan Falley - “Fat Girl” (x)

IM A GIF. IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT SINCE 2012.

mileswalser:Bored. Work. Arm. I need a haircut. #factsholy...

mileswalser:

Bored. Work. Arm. I need a haircut. #facts

holy babe alert. I get to smush this brilliant face !

"Every morning I sit at the kitchen table over a tall glass of water swallowing pills. (So my hands..."

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Every morning I sit at the kitchen table over a tall glass of water swallowing pills. (So my hands won’t shake.) (So my heart won’t race.) (So my face won’t thaw.) (So my blood won’t mold.) (So the voices won’t scream.) (So I don’t reach for knives.) (So I keep out of the oven.) (So I eat every morsel.) (So the wine goes bitter.) (So I remember the laundry.) (So I remember to call.) (So I remember the name of each pill.) (So I remember the name of each sickness.) (So I keep my hands inside my hands.) (So the city won’t rattle.) (So I don’t weep on the bus.) (So I don’t wander the guardrail.) (So the flashbacks go quiet.) (So the insomnia sleeps.) (So I don’t jump at car horns.) (So I don’t jump at cat-calls.) (So I don’t jump a bridge.) (So I don’t twitch.) (So I don’t riot.) (So I don’t slit a strange man’s throat.)

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Jeanann Verlee; ”Good Girl” 

(via makelhaft)

Yesssssss.

(via mileswalser)

RAD LADY POETRY SLAM in NYC

RAD LADY POETRY SLAM in NYC:

Sweet Candycorns of the Internet!

I’m in a big poetry slam on Tuesday, January 7th, competing against my friends Jeanann Verlee, Joanna Hoffman, Mahogany L Browne & more awesome female-indentified poets to try earn a spot representing NYC for the Woman of the World Poetry Slam. This show is going to be bananas. Brave the cold, your heart will thank you!

"I used to work for a woman who had been an agent… And I was asking her why there weren’t more women..."

“I used to work for a woman who had been an agent… And I was asking her why there weren’t more women in general who were writers. And she said, “Well, I can tell you one thing which is that when I told men that their writing wasn’t good enough they would go out and prove me wrong. They would say, ‘Oh, I’ll show you.’ And when I told women their writing wasn’t good enough they’d believe me.”

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, (on the Scriptnotes podcast)

Here’s to proving them wrong.