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    Mine - A short film from Fordham University for Campus Movie Fest 2014. Out of over 100 films, it won Best Actress and got nominated for Best Drama. Mine has since been promoted by organizations like End Violence Against Women International, and it is a finalist in the Campus MovieFest national wild card competition.

    The story follows Lucy as she performs a spoken word poem about the sometimes subtle way abusive relationships can develop. 

    The poem:

    People make a big deal about eyes
    but it was really the wrinkle in his forehead that caught me
    as he fumbled to write down his number.

    We fell in love like children running downhill:
    wind whipping past, parading each other to our friends, 
    to the sky, to the old couples we imagined as our future selves.  

    When he moved in, I swore he fused with the house.
    I could hear his sigh in the hum of my ceiling fan
    I could taste him in my coffee
    And anyone could see him in my poetry.

    The grooves in his palm spoke of tragedies.
    A frayed lifeline spread to the pinky-tip
    I traced along those calloused patches
    and kissed the scars on his knuckles

    When you love hard enough, you can embrace those scars
    And when you love long enough you excuse or even ignore
    almost imperceptible changes in the terrain:
    when he gripped me a bit tighter a bit more often
    when “how are you?” became “where were you?”

    In college I learned that in World War I,
    soldiers rarely wrote about their misery.
    They were living a new kind of nightmare,
    so what good were the same old words and metaphors?

    Poets died in those trenches.
    I thought of them as I tiptoed 
    around the landmines that littered our home.
    When you live in a battlefield, 
    where do you find energy to pick up a pen?

    Like a numbed soldier I lived from moment to moment,
    and when the moments were sweet 
    (and many were) I savored them
    Because nothing tastes as good as hope

    Because even on the bad days
    when it seemed an eyelash could set him off
    when he threatened to leave the apartment or this world
    still each night he would murmur into my ear
    that these were the natural ups and downs of love.

    But there is nothing natural about war.
    He was my comrade, sinking into the trenches,
    grasping at my face, my arm, my collar bone
    I wanted to rescue him
    If that meant bearing his blows 
    and his slurred insults, I would do it
    If I could’ve swallowed his sadness, I would have.

    My friends considered me M.I.A., but I reported for duty every day
    and would’ve marched unto death if she hadn’t made me listen.
    In that moment I realized I wasn’t his comrade but a prisoner of his war
    And after two years and seven months, I finally made a break for it.

    Some nights I find myself clicking through old memories.
    I marvel at the smiles and the closeness
    and realize that these are the images
    which remain with me most vividly.
    When time has had its way with me,
    has softened the edges of my memory,
    I’m afraid I’ll only remember his charms:
    the crook of his arm, the way he said “hey baby.”
    I’m afraid I’ll miss these ideas of him.

    But then I remember those poets
    and how long they lived in those trenches
    and the mornings I spent crying into my breakfast
    And now when I pick up my pen
    it is heavy, but it is firm.
    I lean into it like a staff as I tread the ground
    that hardened beneath me the moment I let you go.
    The ink smudges my hands like war paint
    I am bruised from battle, but I am not a casualty of his war
    I am free. I am free. I am mine.

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    slam poetry

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    well somebody can explain to the people of the emmys there are more shows than modern family and the big bang theory???? yes???? please and thank you


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    me waving goodbye to these flop emmy winners


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    modern family & the big bang theory

    *turns off tv

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    i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again:

    the big bang theory is not a smart comedy. it relies on cliches and stereotypes that are offensive to everyone they reflect. there is little to no originality in any storyline or relationship.

    the funniest thing about this show is that people compare it to 30 rock, parks and rec, louie, veep, etc

    there is a difference between a smart show and a show that happens to have nerds on it.

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    Everyone talks about how Leonardo DiCaprio has been nominated for an Oscar so many times but has never won, but Amy Poehler has been nominated for an Emmy FIFTEEN times and has never won.

    Amy Poehler is to Leonardo DiCaprio as the Emmys are to the Academy Awards.

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    Sometimes I’m cute

    Sometimes I’m cute

    my face

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    "No I don’t listen to Beyoncé, I’m not really into ethnic music, I’d rather listen to something more American."

    English Literature Graduate Student (via shitrichcollegekidssay)


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    *turns on the emmys* maybe it’ll be ok this year

    "jim parson’s wins the emmy"

    *turns off the tv*