I was not in any way, shape, or form, expecting that going to Minnesota would end up being an especially memorable experience. The science program I was going to participate in was only in its second year, and there was virtually no information on it. I could very easily have been walking into some exceedingly hideous situation. (As in: EVERYONE IS ( Read more... )

...er, which is currently titleless... (ideas would be awesome!)

The phone call stops us at the top of a hill. I watch sheets of lowering light push through the clouds as Tyler answers, the sunset lacing the edge of his back in a glow that he can’t quite brush off. Neither of us has spoken for a while. When he starts to talk I open my mouth too, ( Read more... )

I found this meme on tumblr once. I think I'm going to try doing it here, since doing it on tumblr didn't work very well. (Although the updating once a day thing might not be feasible)

30 DAYS OF BLOGGING!

Day 01 - Your favorite song
Day 02 - Your favorite movie
Day 03 - Your favorite television program
Day 04 - Your favorite book
Day 05 - Your favorite ( Read more... )

Since I don't know how to leave anything alone, I have been chewing over the question of "what my favorite things are right now" for the past 48 hours or so. I feel I may now have some more satisfactory answers.

-Those ephemeral moments of soaring, transcending clarity that hit sporadically and without warning. (God that sounds really fucking ( Read more... )

Every night, she knits at the bedroom window and comes out the next morning with a different face. While she knits she watches movies, listens to old records, letting her fingers tangle with the yarn while she tries to find people she wants to understand.

On Mondays she works at the bakery, and you see her when you pick up strawberry tarts for your ( Read more... )

"I think: perhaps the sky is a huge sea of fresh water and we, instead of walking under it, walk on top of it; perhaps we see everything upside down and earth is a kind of sky, so that when we die, when we die, we fall and sink into the sky."
-Jose Luis Piexoto, The Implacable Order Of Things (this surreal Portuguese novel that I was surprised to ( Read more... )

Last night, I was making a CD for my rather uncleansed friend (who is here: http://two-grey-rooms.livejournal.com/ ) of spoken word stuff. While doing so, I serendipitously found a song/poem thing called "On The Punt". It's by Adam Gibson and his Sydney-based band, The Aerial Maps, and it's this sprawling combination of good lyrics (words? it's ( Read more... )

HELLO.
Because incredible mobs of people have been asking me where my username comes from, I have graciously decided to provide them with an answer.

archy's a character from a series of poems written by Don Marquis in the 1920s, I believe. archy is a poet who has died and was reincarnated into the body of a cockroach. He now writes poetry on Marquis ( Read more... )