me. biting chocolate-covered
strawberries
held in his hand
to the quick, but still
he doesn't pull back

he. presses
icy grapes
into raspberry coulis,
reruns on my lower lip,
trusted to stay within the lines

others. watch,
share reserved table
spaces, graze off
separate plates instead
of sharing laughing platters
for two, like
we.

Your umber curves rest against the trunk under the window. From your navel (or is it your mouth?) of sound, golden coils of strings like hair lead to your head, broken on the floor, right angles that are all wrong.

a note on my chair, I love yous etc., then

"If you haven't noticed already, a terrible thing happened to your guitar..."

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Saludos!

Fantasy becomes reality. I leave for Cuba on April 19, get there on the 20th. Victoria to Vancouver to Toronto to Havana. Twenty bucks a night accomodation with a Cuban family. Ten days of heat, rum mohitos, sand, surf, cigars. I'm the 'official' wedding photographer--just the kind of job I've been looking for.

Hasta luego!

Walked home in the rain today because it was coming straight down. If it had been angular rain--30 degree angle or more--I probably would've opted for the bus. Some days rain oppresses. Today it cleansed. Rhythmic splats on the head, a clearing of thought. Dripping curls. But rain also seeps into backpacks. The bottom of my notebook is now warbly. ( Read more... )

Pedophile in the paper yesterday blaming the Internet for his kiddy porn addiction. Outrageous. Convicted of attempting to kidnap a 9-year-old girl over 10 years ago, but of course the court is not privy to that info for this trial. And now, 7000+ photos, videos, correspondence found on his computer. Can't fathom it. Rings of grown men bragging ( Read more... )

Ohhh. Too much scotch, not enough sleep. Don't feel too bad though. Helps that I switched to water for a couple of hours before crashing around 3:30'ish. Sang lots, kept the kids awake, but it was all good. Weird to have my ex here, but good for the kids. He was on his best behaviour at least ( Read more... )

I'm skulking in the Fran Willis Gallery shadows, taking pictures of artists preparing for Bisia's collaborative show of vocals, visual art and dance this weekend. Art that was hanging yesterday now leans against gallery walls, resting alongside the to-be-hung art. In one corner, a group of metal body-part castings lays on the pitted hardwood floors ( Read more... )

I finally know what 'dangling particle' means. And hope to never use one again. (heh) I am kind of dumbfounded by the girl with the English degree who sits beside me in class and struggles with this stuff as much, if not more, than I do. Fatima. We went to school together and I haven't seen her since grade 7, which was kind of weird at first. She ( Read more... )