You said "I need to work on this gypsy thing." Showing up in my dreams seems like a good start; I haven't thought of you in years.

What if instead of the city coming to pick up your garbage, every day just had an enormous fire chasm running alongside it, and when you were done with something you just threw it into the fire and it was gone. Maybe then I would not have so many things on the floor of my room ( Read more... )

vanish ( Read more... )

"He was as well a lifelong bachelor, without wife or progeny; he was in fact almost a virgin. Almost. Excluded even from that company, yet he had never possessed anyone he had ever loved ( Read more... )

"She only felt that she glowed with pain and love at once, as though she had eaten live coals for sustenance."

The difference between being unwanted and simply not wanted.

for fuck's sake.

I don't know how to start writing about what I need to be writing about, if I need to be writing about anything, right now ( Read more... )

At first, the miners were pleased to discover such a rich vein of birds. Deep underground, lit only by their head-lamps, they broke them free -- whole flocks of wings, tumbling out of the dark, damp walls. The sound of frantic flight echoed down the shafts, along with the miners' laughter; even the foreman looked on with delight as they gathered ( Read more... )

When you leave I want to leave. But I am only a climbing tree, and we are running out of branches.