an x-ray reveals the ghosts of flesh and bone, so lovely and graceful and seemingly intact in shades of white and grey, all sorts of minute geography, countours and traces, wisps and lines. my foot now seems to be something far more beautiful and ethereal than i ever thought or realized. and how many people are lying, now, dead below the ground, ( Read more... )

the year is still relatively new, the moon will soon be new, and the month will be new in a few days too. . .

i have a new car, a white 1991 buick park avenue, and it is the sleekest, fanciest thing i have ever owned.  even though it is 17 years old, it has technology that amazes me, like a feature that allows me to select the temperature i'd like ( Read more... )