"Put that in your junkyard balls"
My husband, again waking up delirious from sleep saying something and thinking it was clever or funny enough to put in my junkyard. But what I thought was so funny is how he thought junkyard and balls somehow went together. The kids and I have this game we play where we wake him up and ask him random questions to which he always responds "yes." Daddy, can we adopt a racoon? "yes." Kinda sucky for him, the poor guy, but amusing for us!
"if you read as though/each word is a newborn, read for/the page as it's turning, history fails/like a memory stuttering its vowels."
Proxy, from Ghost season by Melanie Jordan
My mother's laugh in my waking life is harsh, the sound of pebbles being thrown against a metal garage door."
from "Waking Life" by Dionne Irving
"Red is the color of a, rushing into your first words, barbaric and without shame, stamped as it is on report cards and meat."
A from "Consolation Miracle" by Chad Davidson
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