Features on Fuck Yeah, Tattoos:
Before I learned of flight, I learned how to float. (The difference between a ship and a boat.) To go where you cannot follow. (I’ve got a compass but no map.) The same old spots for tenderness. (I am patient. I have smaller hands than rain.) What beats inside this cage. (A bird, a boy.) Thank you for being kind. And oh, there are two more.
(the comma, comma, comma chameleon)
Dear, Company, Style, Guide, I, have, nothing, against, the, serial, comma, or, the, series, comma, or, the, Oxford, comma, (yes, that, song, by, Vampire, Weekend,), or, whatever, you, call, it, that, comma-comma, at, the, endest-end, of, the, sentence,— I, have, nothing, against, it, really, but, please, please, please, understand, that, I, insist, on, not, using, it. It, cramps, my, style....
I got hit by a car today. I must have said that...
This is one of those stories you think will never happen to you, stories and by-stories from friends and friends of friends whose experiences seem so distant and unreal until the moment you become the main character— you are the friend, the friend of a friend, and you got hit by a car today.
Can you explain the line “nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.” in E.E Cummings poem, please? “(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands” I’m going to play the reader’s relativity card...