I make too many lists. I think it's an attempt to organize the concept of life, which really is unorganizable. Too many lists. I'm kind of starting to scare myself. I make lists of everything. I need to stop.

So...ahem...I know I haven't posted an entry in a very long time...a lot has changed...I'm attending Cornell University now, for one thing...I was thinking maybe I could post an entry here from time to time, start the system up again. You know. Maybe. We'll see.

Spain by W.H. Auden ( Read more... )

( The Lady in Black )

I have survived junior year, and I have learned many many many many things, which are all too numerous and dull to list here ( Read more... )

( The Dream )

( Epiphany )

( Poetry )

Well, I guess life has been going well. You guys already know about the fact that I'm getting a poem published in Imagine Magazine. However, it was hard for me to acknowledge this fact as a reality...until this past week, when they sent me five copies of the issue my poem was published in ( Read more... )