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claytoncubitt 10/21/2005: "We're married.

Walking through a deserted French Quarter, my people blown by hurricane to the four corners of the world, my tough little Yankee girl at my side from day one, we passed by a boarded wedding chapel.

I stopped her and said, "Last chance. This is as low as I've ever been. You want out, I don't blame you." She said, without breathing, intense dark eyes staring into me, "Never. Never." So I said, "I marry you. I marry you. I marry you. Here in my city, just us, under this setting sun, I marry you." And we took this picture, as the sun faded to pink over the empty and quiet French Quarter."
2h

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claytoncubitt Post-Katrina inventory of surviving family belongings: "My mom now owns:
1. The majority of her family photos and snapshots.
2. A minority of her cherished framed pictures (well, at least the small ones.)
3. My baby book and the baby shoes that all three of her sons have worn.
4. Inspirational notes she's written to herself.
5. Notes from me as a child telling her to not be depressed, because it's sunny outside.
6. My fingerpaintings.
7. A Taurus 38 Special revolver, loaded (blue-steel finish.)
8. Her purse.
9. The clothes on her back.

My little brother now owns:
1. An old wooden chess set.
2. A skateboard.
3. His CD collection (what's left of it), in an old zippered case.
4. A hand-me-down CD walkman.
5. His backpack.
6. The clothes on his back.

It all fits on a small coffee table."
5h

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claytoncubitt Written 9 years ago today: "
I can't breathe today. My mind is focused on that red swirl, right now mindlessly, purposelessly tearing up what I love. Most of my family lives in its path. I haven't heard from most of them. My last contact was with my mom, in a voicemail she left me yesterday morning at dawn, telling me she was evacuating. It ended, her voice breaking in tears, "Pray for us, brother." The eastern edge of the eye is the area you don't want to be in. It's the area that is right now over the home I bought for my mom this year. Is she safe? My little brother? Is the roof of her home, which she called Eden, now upturned in some swollen black swamp? Are my childhood photos driven by the blasting winds like nails into a pine tree nearby?

My family, mom, my little brother. They have so little, is even that now all gone?

Are they safe?"
9h
  •   thomasjamesmcgovern I was sitting in an English high school class in Northern California and my teacher from Mississippi had a sister working at charity. I remember him looking at me, knowing the rest of the class in my didn't really understand what was happening, and said "New Orleans is getting torn up..." 9h
  •   sighr I was in Shreveport and left to Dallas so quick 9h
  •   sjgilly Toughest week of my life, even though I was safely tucked away in north MS and knew that all my family evacuated to north of I-10. 8h
  •   eriatric Thank you for sharing this, and for your post-Katrina portraits. 8h
  •   aramstith heavy heavy heavy 8h
  •   steve99jewett I found your blog, your passion and vision in Katrina time. I've followed ever since. Thank you. 8h
  •   astronautalis Grew up in florida, seen hurricanes come and go. When i got to NOLA, it was 6 months, to the day after katrina made land, and even after 6 months, and in all my hurricanes, i had never seen anything like that. Still shakes me, and shapes me, to this day. 6h

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claytoncubitt I survived the Bush administration and all I got was this lousy shirt. 1d

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claytoncubitt The ocean wind makes Divya's cherries vibrate. @bloodyberrylicious 1d

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claytoncubitt Time lapse of @katiewedlund being a beach babe through seven waves. 1d

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claytoncubitt There is probably something weird about you, about what you want to do, about how you want to do it. You’re probably not pulling it off yet. But the one piece of advice you should immediately ignore is the suggestion that you shear off the rough edges, regularize, de-complicate, become like whatever the advisor thinks everybody ought to be. Don’t do that. Be yourself. Be weird. Be singular. When the time comes, the thing that will lodge your work in the mind and heart of the readers for whom it will mean so much is the thing that right now is causing people to say the crippling words: No. Don’t. Can’t. Stop. –Kyle Minor 2d

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claytoncubitt She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew. –Shel Silverstein
2d

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claytoncubitt This scene may disturb you, so you have to pay attention. –Zane 3d

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claytoncubitt We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. –Oscar Wilde 5d

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claytoncubitt Don't hate us cause we beautiful 5d

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claytoncubitt Reverse granny style is in. 5d

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claytoncubitt One of the most beautiful words in any language: 5d

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claytoncubitt Star light, star bright,
The first star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
5d

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claytoncubitt Let's make out 6d

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claytoncubitt Love of my life, beauty to my beast. 1w

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claytoncubitt Row row row your boat 1w

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claytoncubitt "There was some kind of special something in the moonlight and it was wrapping my body in a thin, skintight film. At least that’s how I felt. I just stayed there naked for a while, spacing out, but then I took turns holding different parts of my body out to be bathed in the moonlight. I don’t know, it just seemed like the most natural thing to do. The moonlight was so absolutely, incredibly beautiful that I couldn’t not do it. My head and shoulders and arms and breasts and tummy and bottom and, you know, around there: one after another, I dipped them in the moonlight, like taking a bath." –Murakami 1w

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claytoncubitt Boys of summer 1w

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claytoncubitt Kitten print manties and sparkly green toenails! 1w

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