El Silvero and The Internet

poems
By Eric Silver



At any given time, I am the worst basketball player in the area. I like books, short poems, hip hop, sneakers and cardigans. I can doodle cats and trees really well. I think I'd make a great Lucha Libre wrestler.
These posts are good.

code-red-arthur:

festusthehappydragon:

darkstoriesofthenorth:

for-one-shining-moment:

subliminal-mind-duck:

John Green’s car breaks down

The Fault in Our Cars

John Green gets locked in a pub

The Fault in Our Bars

John Green writes a strongly…

mykaylaisnotonfire:

Books are the perfect entertainment: no commercials, no batteries, hours of enjoyment for each dollar spent. What I wonder is why everybody doesn’t carry a book around for those inevitable dead spots in life.

-Stephen King

I just can’t not reblog this

(via omarholmon)

18) As you cross the street with your bag of new books, remember the first time your mother took you to a bookstore and told you to pick something out. To keep, not borrow. You were overwhelmed by choice and wonder. Remember how you pulled things off the shelf at random because every book was equally unknown and fresh and promising.

Rebecca Makkai, How to Shop at a Bookstore: An Easy 20-Step Guide for Authors | Ploughshares (via housingworksbookstore)

I read so many books in Borders as a kid. I’d be like 3/4 of the way through them by the time my mom found me and bought me the book.

(via housingworksbookstore)

NYU swagger.

195,050 plays

beckerz892:

dvniela:

If you ever get sad, remember that there’s a mash-up of “Under the Sea” and “Ms. New Booty.”

OH my god, I cant even…

I feel like this perfect for rainy days.

melvillehouse:

Gatsby hates the new cover of The Great Gatsby

melvillehouse:

Gatsby hates the new cover of The Great Gatsby

via CA Conrad’s POETRY is DIRT as DEATH is DIRT:  A (Soma)tic Poetry Exercise

Needlepoint
is the kind of handiwork
you do in the presence of the dead,
gentle dexterity of being alive.
My grandmother knit over 100 kippot
for every bar mitzvah ceremony
of her eight grandchildren. Errant skullcaps,
dark primaries and metallic wools,
alight all around her house.
She has a ticket to my graduation, and today,
idling above the rec rooms of the dead,
I realized I should pray that she’ll make it.

Hi there, girl wearing these. I got you something. It’s my heart. Just like, have it. Thanks. Cool. Great.

(via learningtoricochet)

pussyharvest:

popca:

xebablah:

takealookatyourlife:

 Who is your favourite villain? 

THE SHADE OF IT ALL

DAAAAAAAAAMN JOHN CHO.

oh my god

That thing where the mere mention of “man of color” LITERALLY triggers nervous laughter.

(via iamtheearthmother)

I want to go to there (and wear this shirt)

(via chelbow)