there is this lack of certainty now that the wait is gone. i promise to pick up the phone next time. i feel i need to write about this but i'm not sure how & yes i knew she was smiling on the other end of the reciever but--oh god my blood would have drained from my ribcage--just one blink my insides would be emptied ( Read more... )

a week ago, me& mab went to stephen to goodwill. many treasures were discovered including a graffitied beatles album cover & a book about fears that was meant to scare kids shitless. when stephen brought the album cover up to the front desk to ask if he could have it for free, the lady was like "i don't know...is it autographed by all these ( Read more... )

the two weeks after the fourth of july ( Read more... )

( i will tell you the secrets of this house )

on july the second, sean & joy made the journey from poolesville to good ole naptown. we strolled downtown by the harbour. sean randomly protested by holding up a no parking sign. ancient colonials on segways stared at us strangely. we had awesome calzones& white pizza for lunch ( Read more... )

driving seven hours between mountains& peeling billboards to visit you in intensive care. i could be watching static on a screen or slipping coins into coca cola machines or driving down these crooked roads, the wind pulling the smell of the sea through our hair-- either way, sometimes i stop& listen to the rhythm in my rib cage & i think how ( Read more... )

( tea shop& chess& pigmy goats )

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well, this entry is pointless. no, really. i just wanted to post something on THE DAY OF THE DEVIL (dun, dun, duuuun). the world didn't end though so i still had to take my romanticism exam, unfortunately ( Read more... )

( london, klezmer, etc )