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  • The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T.S. Eliot

    For I have known them all already, known them all:
    Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
    I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
    I know the voices dying with a dying fall
    Beneath the music from a farther room.
    So how should I presume?

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    Hammock time in Taylere’s yard. Sun and beer and pool and grilling with my favorite Rutgers babes! Whatup summer. (Taken with instagram)

    Hammock time in Taylere’s yard. Sun and beer and pool and grilling with my favorite Rutgers babes! Whatup summer. (Taken with instagram)

  • For what is more delightful than leisure devoted to literature? That literature I mean which gives us the knowledge of the infinite greatness of nature, and, in this actual world of ours, the sky, the lands, the seas.
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    Cicero (via wwnorton)

    Word up, Cicero.

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    I’m planning a surprise party my mom’s 60th Birthday (shh!) and in going through her old photos to make the invitation I found some gems.  This one is either college or law school graduation, so she is about the same age that I am now.  I am so lucky, I could not have inherited a better smile!

    I’m planning a surprise party my mom’s 60th Birthday (shh!) and in going through her old photos to make the invitation I found some gems.  This one is either college or law school graduation, so she is about the same age that I am now.  I am so lucky, I could not have inherited a better smile!

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    Absolutely empty room for the first time in two years. Goodbye New Brunswick. (Taken with instagram)

    Absolutely empty room for the first time in two years. Goodbye New Brunswick. (Taken with instagram)

  • W. W. Norton: Nearly a Valediction

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    wwnorton:

    You happened to me. I was happened to
    like an abandoned building by a bull-
    dozer, like the van that missed my skull
    happened a two-inch gash across my chin.
    You were as deep down as I’ve ever been.
    You were inside me like my pulse. A new-
    born flailing toward maternal heartbeat through
    the…

  • An Osedax: A Sonnet for Leaving New BrunswickThe end table removed leaves a...

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    anosedax:

    A Sonnet for Leaving New Brunswick

    The end table removed leaves a vacuum
    which nature abhors, and my heart (which is
    the heart of someone learning loss) hates too
    the empty spaces because they act like
    cups and catch absence, itself a red wine,
    febrile: a drink my heart my losing heart
    …

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    6:30 run through the park. Goodmorning! (Taken with Instagram at Prospect Park)

    6:30 run through the park. Goodmorning! (Taken with Instagram at Prospect Park)

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    With Nayna, Erin, Mary, and Taylere—best girls in the world. Brooklyn feels like home now.  (Taken with Instagram at Alchemy Restaurant & Bar)

    With Nayna, Erin, Mary, and Taylere—best girls in the world. Brooklyn feels like home now. (Taken with Instagram at Alchemy Restaurant & Bar)

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    Ostrich burger (Taken with Instagram at BareBurger)

    Ostrich burger (Taken with Instagram at BareBurger)

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    Exploring the local hot spots with John, Meaghan, and Mom. :) (Taken with Instagram at Bierkraft)

    Exploring the local hot spots with John, Meaghan, and Mom. :) (Taken with Instagram at Bierkraft)


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