Mack Devlin's Imperfect Speech Podcast

Mack of the Famazing Duo

This publication exists for people who live on the outside. It is about language, belief, conscience, faith, power, grief, humor, recovery, and the strange work of remaining human when the room keeps trying to erase you. imperfectspeech.substack.com

  1. 6d ago

    This Ain’t No Love Song

    Didn’t see no sparks of lightning in your beautiful brown eyes. Heaven didn’t open, resounding with angelic cries. There wasn’t some big promise or a solitary vow. I just knew I had to make it last somehow. No, I wouldn’t say this is a love song. Honey, you’ve got the whole thing wrong. Not saying you changed my whole world. Just showed me I belong with you, girl. Nothing told me life was gonna change. Nothing felt reassembled, rearranged. We’d stay up late talking ‘bout who we wanted to be. Didn’t know those ordinary nights were changing things in me. No, I wouldn’t say this is a love song. Honey, you’ve got the whole thing wrong. Not saying you changed my whole world. Just showed me I belong with you, girl. I could have spent my whole life waiting for a perfect sign. Wasting precious hours for a single stitch in time. We found love in quiet moments no one else could see. Funny how the smallest threads create a memory. Love ain’t always fireworks burning through the sky. It’s small moments that catch the corner of your eye. Maybe all it ever is, beneath all the words on display, Is finding the one who chooses you every single day. No, I wouldn’t say this is a love song. Honey, you’ve got the whole thing wrong. Not saying you changed my whole world. Just showed me I belong with you, girl. If somebody asked me when I first knew, I probably could tell them, but it wouldn’t be the truth. We didn’t have a bowsprit moment on an open sea, It was when I knew, this is where I always wanted to be. I probably said this wasn’t a love song. Maybe that’s where I got it wrong. If this is what love looks like, I guess I finally see. Love don’t always change the whole wide world. But it changed the whole damn world in me. Get full access to Imperfect Speech at imperfectspeech.substack.com/subscribe

    This Ain’t No Love Song
  2. Aug 13

    The Famazings Episode 4: The Bridges We Cross

    Thank you Sarah-SMR, Timothy E. Lambert, and many others for tuning into The Famazings Episode 4: The Bridges we cross. Special shout out to my co-host and dearest friend, The Famazing Revi Devlin🌜 , without her this would not even be a thing. Also, again mad props to Sarah-SMR for her help in creating The Famazings. The Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson is, at first glance, a small story about two children in rural Virginia, Jesse Aarons and Leslie Burke, who discover in one another the rarest of childhood bonds, one in which both people are willing to believe completely in the same impossible world. Beyond a creek, reached by a rope swinging over the water, they create Terabithia, a secret kingdom of forests and monsters, castles and enemies, where Jesse can escape the narrow expectations of his life and Leslie can turn imagination into something almost sovereign. Yet Paterson never treats childhood as a lesser country than adulthood. The friendships are absolute, the fears are enormous, the joys are nearly holy, and the losses suffered in this are capable of dividing our lives into before and after. What begins as an adventure slowly reveals itself as something far more enduring: a story about the terrible price of loving someone, and the greater cost of never having loved them at all. The Bridge to Terabithia understands that we do not leave childhood simply because we grow older. People and places remain alive and vibrant in our memories. And somewhere out there, across a creek, inside a stand of trees, in the heart of a rolling meadow, in the tight warmth of an old barn, by a favorite fire side, the kingdom we once believed in waits for us. Get full access to Imperfect Speech at imperfectspeech.substack.com/subscribe

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