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sit back down
To Whom It May Concern:
Congratulations! You've just been judged. -
welcome ;)
As all the pricks stand up to welcome you to your new single life. -
painful admissions
I don't know what I'm doing...at all. -
disappointment
I'm not a starfish, I just wish I was. -
acceptance
When he finally chose to hold me; arms outstretched, fingers open - I slid between them. -
bedtime stories
I can't bring myself to go to bed. Some nasty realization is waiting for me there. Sea monsters. Bed bugs. America. When my parents divorced my Dad made my sister and I a tape of himself reading bedtime stories. It's the saddest and most beautiful thing ever. I miss being read to - by anybody ( Read more... ) -
Patti Smith for Easter
Easter ( Read more... ) -
sleepless on the corner of piedmont and eighth
I can't sleep. If anyone wants to know what I look like in my pajamas, I'm clearly visible from the sidewalk. Just take about 40 paces down 8th street (towards monroe) and face south. Hi, hello ( Read more... ) -
the glooms
Something bad happened last night. I don't want to talk about it so please don't ask. Instead, cast me as the star of your own imaginary movie. The starfish that is - for everyone's internal movie is an underwater one. Split me in two, heart and all. In the second scene I'll grow it back, for mine is the power of regeneration. -
fish cont.
The street markets in Chinatown are lined with
baskets of dried fish, boxes of jade ornaments,
meat turning in windows and sugar-sprinkled pastries.
But it's the fish and their many eyes that hold
my attention. I imagine the initial catch - nets taut,
the shimmer and sparkle of movement in the lines.
Will they be used in a soup? Fish broth or