keep yourself busy&busy&busy&busy ( Read more... )

and waves. Here come the waves ( Read more... )

Shame ( Read more... )

Jennifer Westhale ( Read more... )

I am ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I came home, put on a navy blue and vermillion wrap dress and baked cinnamon buns, wiping the house down and thinking of my yellow livingroom and how its, my, days are numbered here in memory. It's like in To the Lighthouse by V. Woolf--yellow edging into memory. Marilyn Mcentyre told me to read books cinematographically, and I do (now ( Read more... )

Obsessed: Robert Creeley + Black Mountain Poets in general ( Read more... )

I keep thinking about Percival Everett, "It is incredible that a sentance is ever really understood ( Read more... )

We are 1/4th of the way into this chapter (year) and I am, true to form, weighing it in with my arms outstretched. calculating what pieces of time mean, how this measures up. temporal diplomacy in its highest form--that is my life ( Read more... )

hiatus. self-evident ( Read more... )