sometimes i wonder if i will ever stop longing for kyoto. maybe that is the thing about god, or about the other thing, which is really the same thing, which is just being human ( Read more... )

i have two halves of one heart and both of them are speaking in french: ne me quitte pas!, et qu'il vienne, qu'il vienne.

my professor: does anyone know what 'malaria' means? no? ok... mal...
class, mumbling: bad...?
perfect student in front of me: bad-LARIA! (lunges forward to see if the woman typing up the lecture et al for a deaf student included his genius in her record)
woman who is typing up the lecture et al for a deaf student: (ignores genius)

october 31st
"i always cry at endings."/"i don't want to go through time untouched."
this couch i am carrying will feel so good to fall asleep in, or to throw off the roof of the highest building in the world. i'll take either one, but just make it come fast.

sorry to cancel the parade, with ferris up on the float with the crazy scandinavian bar maids and the kids dancing down the steps, but the only new&heart-startling loves in my life are the sweaterweather and the fact i'm not failing my english class, yet ( Read more... )

this weather is a charm i want to keep folded and creased in my pocket like a poem, like a microscopic translation of my favorite shady neighborhoods, a portable encyclopedia of the history of glances about new&heart-startling love ( Read more... )

now,
i stand in the kitchen snacking on chocolate chips. my mother glimpses my smacking action and quickly detours from her course to the garage. oooh she says i'll have one of those, then snatches one and frames it in midair, saying informatively chocolate titty baby! i like to call these little chocolate titty babies, displaying the little teat ( Read more... )

"Marriage is a big step but that's cool with me."

in august i thought it would take forever to get all the way to october, like a lollypop where you have to suck away all the candy part to reach the bubble gum you really want. suddenly the weather is ripe for quidditch & kissing, scarves and shivers for sharing and chais all sweet & steaming to sip. yesterday i was in love with everyone at the bus ( Read more... )

i) ( but more about the shouth mall. )