There are times when he's sitting onstage and the 7pm summer sunlight pours through the window and casts him in silhouette, and so many times I realize I should be filming this, these special, perfect moments with this master ( Read more... )

"This year was a rocket. I gotta grind my laurels up into a smoothie and chug. I must plan with great humility and awareness, and always take advantage of my impossible privilege. You know what I'm talking about. ZION ( Read more... )

The real fear is, of course, more loneliness; the fear of not having a place on which to put a finger; the closing hearts of the unseen countries. Being asked to wiggle back into an tight old snakeskin. Tonight I performed a magic trick with a blue peanut M & M. I rose my left elbow and rubbed the candy against it, rubbed and rubbed and slowly drew ( Read more... )

where is my twin
where is my twin
the one-ribbed wonder born under my fin,
the one that i marry the bachelor in--
inside of a glass house, naked, alive,
beforming. yes, quietly,
my violet puppy, colonial houses.

shel silverste--

what did i mean to sasay

i'm DONE! thank GOD
glib bah. let's GO. i have multitudes, ya know. hope! fact! 6'3!

oh my gawd. throbthrob thru the city, glidin through gotham, at the new Grey Dog in Chelsea a man and I shake hands 10 different ways. I show him the farmer's handshake, where you solemnly pull each finger. He works there, and I sat with another barista, from seattle with a fedora slung too low over his head, and interviewed him about his ( Read more... )

Alanis Morrisette
Sheryl Crow
Brandy
Fiona Apple
Sarah McLachlan
Tori Amos
Dave Matthews (OUCH)
Robyn
Babyface
Mariah Carey kind of
Coolio
Seal
All Saints (hmhmhmhm)

and many more
I LOVED THEM part of me still does

Dido's wealth-obsessed brother Pygmalion secretly plotted and succeeded in murdering her first husband. Who also happened to be her uncle. Ah, the Greeks. In utter grief and rage Dido took all of her husband's treasures, about 80 men and women, sailed to Carthage, rolled up her satin sleeves and built an empire. A sexless empire. She swore to never ( Read more... )

I go out and sit on my stoop, in dark cold weather, when none of the neighbors have their lights on, I have those bad feelings when you are on your own, an amiable figure shrugging that's life ( Read more... )

tonight, after a particularly difficult runthrough of Mondnacht, my face screwed up trying to birth it out and make it what Thomas Mann called 'the pearl of pearls', my professor said, "great art necessitates great discipline, but doesn't always provide great freedom." if only i'd known earlier ( Read more... )

Oh, Wendy Wasserstein! Your brother died today...
B.A., M.A., N.Y., a daughter 10 years old, but for lymphoma.
Let us pray.