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April 26, 2014
I love that I live in a place where you can see creatures like...
I love that I live in a place where you can see creatures like this wondering around in your yard. I love that I can drive down the road, and see wildlife each way I turn my head. This is their land, we are just living on it. Perhaps the time has come, to treat that fact with more respect.
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April 25, 2014
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #tylerknott
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #tylerknott
I’m not sure if you’ve noticed by now, but if you...
I’m not sure if you’ve noticed by now, but if you were to peel me apart, right beneath this pseudo-Adult layer, I am a 10-year-old boy at heart. I love superheroes, I love mythology, I love alternate universes, I Love the idea of super powers. All of it. If I could have a super power right now, it’d be a way to transport myself to New York City on May 3rd, to be a member of the audience for yet another rad Pen America event.
This event is actually aimed directly at readers 10 and up who have the same sort of loves of science fiction, superheroes and all things that live inside a comic book universe. It’s at 3:00 on Saturday, May 3rd at SubCulture on Bleeker Street. If you’re not there, you’re missing out.
Please attend, please follow the link, or head to worldvoices.pen.org or follow them on Instagram @Pen_America to get more information.
Typewriter Series #759 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired...
Typewriter Series #759 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes:
I want to be the starless night and the moon filled reflections on the surface of the waters. I want to be a long story told with fantastical details and miraculous characters and far off exotic locations and wild adventure. I want to be a single sentence, simple and perfect that feels like a kick to the guts of us. One sentence with few words that sums up more than ten thousand pages bound tight with leather and glue. I want the planets to align and it to mean something special and I want to watch as stars fall for us and only us and I want to count meteors until I realize you fell asleep and I’ve been counting all this time alone. I want to be the sun and have you warm your face to me, and I want to be the moon and guide you home. I want to be the galaxies that fill the parts we thought black and I want to be the light that took so long to reach from there to here. I want the universe to de-evolve and I want us to shrink back to cave people and from there back to apes and from apes back to crawling creatures and from their awkward shuffling back to the legless swimmers and from there back to spineless jellyfish and on further until we were two organisms with two cells and finally back to where we were one thing, one cell, then one atom spinning in the blackness, waiting for the explosion that would start our story.
Fin.
"The silent mornings,
the haunted hollow nighttimes,
please take them away."
the haunted hollow nighttimes,
please take them away.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
Blanket me with that sky and tuck me in tight. Pull up those...
Blanket me with that sky and tuck me in tight. Pull up those clouds to the bottom of my chin and press down the grass around my arms. Kiss the top of my forehead and whisper goodnight. I will meet you there. There across the gap between us.
April 24, 2014
Typewriter Series #758 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for...
Typewriter Series #758 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text for Tired Eyes:
I want to be your fanciest shoes and I want to be the way they actually hurt so you cannot wait to take them off. I want to be the sound of fingernails begin clipped in bathroom walls when the clock is rounding 12 and searching for single digits again. I want to be secretly annoyed you never clean them up. I want lazy Sundays and busy Saturdays and the freedom Friday brings and the apprehension of a Thursday at 2:45 pm and the quite moments reading on a Wednesday when it snows and a Tuesday where we rent the best new movies and a Monday filled with lethargy. I want the weeks and the months of you but I want the hours and the seconds more. I want the tiny ticks between a second and I want whatever lives between those. I want to be all the fairytales we tell all the kids we ever meet and the way we are actually talking about ourselves. I want the Christmas lights and the glow in your eyes and the sound of paper crinkling and the little bits of glitter dust left after tying all the bows. I want the dancing. All the dancing in all the places to all the songs and the shuffling of two sets of feet that have waited a lifetime to orbit each other. I want the road and the sky and the plane and the car and the exhaustion and the elation and the sea and the mountains high. I want the fever you chill and the cold you soothe and the drive to the hospital when the room must be of an emergency variety. I want the humming and I want the soft lullaby of your sleeping next to me. I want to be the one to remind you of the strength you’ve always been made of and I want to be the one to hold you when adrenaline is all that remains when that strength runs out. I want to be the reminder that you don’t ever need a reminder that you are made of wild things and they frolic inside you without a single thought to who may be watching or what thoughts might be filling their heads. I want to be the eyes that widen on your face as you realize your worth. I want to be the roots of you and the soil they love the taste of.
Part Four.
"Let’s tangle them up,
twist together all our limbs,
braid ourselves to sleep."
twist together all our limbs,
braid ourselves to sleep.”
- Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson
The bigger the sky, the smaller you feel. The smaller you feel,...
The bigger the sky, the smaller you feel. The smaller you feel, the better you live. The better you live, the more you love. The more you love, the better you see. The better you see, the bigger the sky.
April 23, 2014
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #tylerknott
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson #tylerknott
