remember when you had to write acrostic poems using the letters of your name and each one had to begin an adjective that described you? i think that was the worst idea ever. i have a lot of letters, and a lot of weird letters, like z, and my only options ever were zestful and zealous, of which i am neither and those are weird words anyway. or j: am ( Read more... )

all day i have been reading sylvia plath & anne sexton. i am morbid. my feet are cold & my fingers are sore & i'm scared but i don't know of what. they say that whatever happens on the last day of the year portends what the whole new year will entail. to haruspicate and scry. a prophecy. perhaps i will have a scared year or a scary year. but aren't ( Read more... )

lights and candles and trees and wrapping paper all over the floor and drinking vodka with my parents and fireplace and chimneys and unnecessary scarves and books about gay lovers on the hindenburg-an explosive love affair-among other things like martians and hostages and coming of age et cetera. i took a nap today and dreamt for three hours that i ( Read more... )

started cleaning out boxes today, full of old journals and pictures, notes and birthday cards, empty cd cases, warranties and license agreements to every electronic device i have ever owned, ticket stubs, sheet music, poems. basically boxes full of my life for the past six years that had been stuffed into drawers waiting to be dealt with someday. ( Read more... )

i walked into the room to take my final, which was to be the last thing i did this semester before i could full-on begin christmasing. so the board reads "final examination" and gopen gets up, underlines "final," then underlines "examination," then underlines both. "write about the word 'final.' and the word 'examination.' and the words 'final ( Read more... )

bostock is too trendy for me.
or maybe just too full. apparently a fight broke out there yesterday over a seat and they had to call the cops. maybe soon we will start tenting for third-floor carrels for finals week. not kidding.
so i'm in the perkins stacks (also full, i'll have you know. we're such nerds) surrounded by graffiti and greek letters ( Read more... )

So you know how I had been thinking about going to law school, right? Well, I've been revisiting that thought a lot lately, climbing the treacherous stairs to its loft crammed in some spare sulcus in my brain. And sometimes I arrive there welcomed by the smell of cloves and baking cookies, and I stay with the thought for some time, curled up ( Read more... )

a black skirt is hard to find these days, but when you're dressed up for free drinks trying to figure out what's going on and the skirt is sticking to your legs and you're taking shots toasting to the past, present, and future like out of dickens, and you realize that you don't know what you are ever going to do with your life because you're not ( Read more... )

i walked out today into a shower of leaves. i didn't even realize that there was a tree outside my dorm, but then i remembered that that was where we had let out the giant butterfly that had flown into our window, which we caught in a jar that once held flowers. i like trees ( Read more... )

is obvi an adjective, or only an adverb?