Denn das Schöne ist nichts
als des Schrecklichen Anfang, den wir noch grade ertragen,
und wir bewundern es so, weil es gelassen verschmäht,
uns zu zerstören. Ein jeder Engel ist schrecklich.

Feeling a little more like myself every day, maybe. We'll have to see.

We don’t know how to say goodbye.
We wander all over, shoulder to shoulder.
It is already starting to get dark,
You’re thoughtful, and I remain quiet.

Let’s go inside a church, and watch
A baptism, a wedding, a funeral.
Why can’t we live like that?
Let’s leave, not looking at each other.

Or, let us sit in the cemetery ( Read more... )

I wish I were close
To you as the wet skirt of
A salt girl to her body.
I think of you always.

- Akahito

Rest in peace, Amy Winehouse. xx

Today I pass the time reading ( Read more... )

I long for a time where we'll, for once, no longer live with the brutal knowledge of imminent separation.

Wrote a new (very) short story.

( Suicide Sixteen )

10/07/2010

Invisible jets roar overhead,
while yellowed leaves twitch
like dying fish.

Nursing homes recognise
the noise of war, standing silent
even at dinnertime.

Sal MonellaI started turning green, like fruit ( Read more... )