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walked through the rain all day, listening to neil young.


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thinking of moving next year, to arcata, going to Humboldt.

the more i think about it, the more i like the idea.

it's a sad thing to arrive at a bus station with no one there waiting for you.

all i want is someone to wait for me. i think.

but i'm well.

"my reflection's celebrating about the damage it can do, shadows hesitating to creep in or creeping into."

"I am raising now
a dead butterfly
with no makeup"

"Naked woman
the pomegranate she threw
was full of stars"

original in greek by George Seferis.

new paintings today. something to do with these and cat power.

my roomate got a liver transplant. from a thirty year old man who died of head trauma. i cant help not crying when i think about how her eyes looked as she recounted the guilt she feels, the horrible things she saw on too many pills and with a body that was quickly dying ( Read more... )