“Each minute bursts in the burning room,The great globe reels in the solar fire,Spinning the trivial and unique away.(How all things flash! How all things flare!)What am I now that I was then?May memory restore again and againThe smallest color of the smallest day:Time is the school in which we learn,Time is the fire in which we burn.” MaySchoolMemoriesRoomsFireMinutesColorUniqueAll ThingsBurningFlashSmallestGlobesSpinningFlare Author:Delmore Schwartz
“This is a pretty shitty flash mob. It's in my living room, only my family showed up, and they're just telling me to stop drinking.” RoomsMy FamilyDrinkingFlashLiving RoomStop Drinking Author:Megan Amram