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Author Archives: holly selph

The Beatles- Obla Di Obla Da

This song never made me happy before I had a dream in which I attended my own funeral. I didn’t have the best seat and was under the impression that I was in a theater to see a Cirque du Soleil performance. Then this song came on and the lights went up instead of down. [...]

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Michael Penn- On Your Way

After midnight, my street sounds like the ocean. It’s low tide, but rolling in, resin under five–no–six lights which make the constellation of a sailboat, an oak connecting the dots. I have a secret no one knows, and I have a green bottle from which I drink it up, in which I’ve written it on [...]

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How To Dress Well- Say My Name Or Say Whatever

Formerly a seven franchise chain, The Near Nothing Museum has only one remaining location. It’s worth the ticket ($12.34) and the drive out of your way for the Room of Latitude and Longitude where crossword cut-outs dangle from the ceiling, the clues grazing the top of your head and where blank squares spread the walls [...]

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Bright Eyes- Land Locked Blues

My hands hover over a Ouija board. Our hands are almost touching. Our hands are listening to plastic. I’ve begun to decode the contradicting last sentences you said to me, parsing them into Ouija language, spelling our names over and over again, then just our initials, then just yes or no, then sun and moon. I [...]

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Milk Carton Kids- Michigan

  Yesterday an email came through, but it wasn’t you. It was a deal on flowers, which never come when you actually want to send someone flowers. But I clicked anyway and chose a bouquet of white dendrobium orchids for $69.99 plus a vase, plus a charge to ship them, plus a tax, and I [...]

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DeVotchKa- How It All Ends

In the future we have a pack of dogs, all of whom know how not to get cactus spurs stuck in their paws. They nose scorpions around in the dirt, but one of them gets bitten. His nose grows three times its size, and he turns out fine. We let him sleep in the bed [...]

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John Cage- 4’33″

Go to a place of worship that is not your own, pray to your God and see if theirs will answer. Tie a yellow string in between two cans. Put one face down on the ground and scream into the other and see if all the earth voices–the bassoons and the tubas and the old [...]

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Sufjan Stevens- Justice Delivers Its Gift

for my dad, protector of imagination, setter of hooks Among the lures and hooks and webs of fishing line in my grandfather’s old tackle box was an amber prescription bottle, the label removed, that was sealed so tight that neither my eight-year-old nor my twenty-something-year-old hands could open it. Coiled inside was something vermicular, dark [...]

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Old Crow Medicine Show- Ain’t It Enough

for Dave Once there was a story that only ended and never had a chance. Once there was a plot in which nothing happened. Once a story had every word in every language in it and nobody died or broke up or fell in love to begin with. Once there was a story that catalogued [...]

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XTC- The Ugly Underneath

When he said it, she put her middle finger in the inner corner of her right eye to soothe that sting that occurs there when you’ve meant to correct but in turn been corrected, when you feel shamed: that needle-thin stab right where your eyeball rounds off and leaves a tiny pink triangle exposed without [...]

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