You call me an angel of love and of light,
A being of goodness and heavenly fire,
Sent out from God’s kingdom to guide you aright,
In paths where your spirits may mount and aspire.
You say that I glow like a star on its course,
Like a ray from the alter, a spark from the source.
Now list to…
Suzane Colasanti, Something Like Fate
An ode to the sandwich,
You bastion of food, that everyone desires
After intercourse you are the star, with mustard, mayo, plain or with tomato.
Lettuce, pickles, many variations you make for a hearts desire. The sandwich, the sandwich.
Jenny Han, It’s Not Summer Without You
Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are ‘It might have been.’
—Kurt Vonnegut, Cat’s Cradle (via mynameiscollins)