delusions of grandeur

Victoria Chang, Obit

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thinking about this excerpt from giovanni's room as i lay in bed staring at the ceiling endlessly

John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany (1989)

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[text ID: Wanting her was so close to prayer— I should not. But it was July, and in a city where desire means, Upstairs we can break each other open, the single blessing I had to give was Mouth— so gave and gave I did.]

[text ID: Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota, / Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass. / And the eyes of those two Indian ponies / Darken with kindness. / They have come gladly out of the willows / To welcome my friend and me. / We step over the barbed wire into the pasture / Where they have been grazing all day, alone. / They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness / That we have come. / They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other. / There is no loneliness like theirs. / At home once more, / They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness. / I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms, / For she has walked over to me / And nuzzled my left hand. / She is black and white, / Her mane falls wild on her forehead, / And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear / That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist. / Suddenly I realize / That if I stepped out of my body I would break / Into blossom.]

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Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking, C.T. Salazar

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