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Kristen Stewart recently provided a poem she wrote during an interview with Marie Clair. Before reading it for her interviewer, the actress reportedly said something very Stewartian — "Oh, my God, it's so embarrassing. I can't believe I'm doing this" — but she also seems to be pretty proud of her poetic endeavors: "I don't want to sound so fucking utterly pretentious … but after I write something, I go, 'Holy f—, that's crazy,'" she tells the magazine.
My Heart Is A Wiffle Ball/Freedom Pole
I reared digital moonlight
You read its clock, scrawled neon across that black
Kismetly … ubiquitously crest fallen
Thrown down to strafe your foothills
…I'll suck the bones pretty.
Your nature perforated the abrasive organ pumps
Spray painted everything known to man,
Stream rushed through and all out into
Something Whilst the crackling stare down sun snuck
Through our windows boarded up
He hit your flint face and it sparked.
And I bellowed and you parked
We reached Marfa.
One honest day up on this freedom pole
Devils not done digging
He's speaking in tongues all along the pan handle
And this pining erosion is getting dust in
And I'm drunk on your morsels
And so I look down the line
Your every twitch hand drum salute
Salutes mine …
Surrounded by her family, Shirley Temple Black died at the age of 85 late Monday at her home in Woodside, Calif., according to the Los Angeles Times.
The little girl in curls who defined an era of big screen entertainment and lifted the spirits of many during the Great Depression and who later grew up to be a diplomat will be missed by many.