so i've done jack shit today except take too-dark polaroids that i'm too lazy to scan.
bought a hunter s thompson book, the rum diary. i read it aloud in my head, is that
an oxymoron? i hear raoul duke narrating. as is best.

i'm home today cos i was suspended. over coffee, no less. i had a cup of coffee, taking it to algebra, the "vice principal," more like disciplinarian, stops me, says "no open drinks in the hall." so i say "it's for my teacher" cos if i'd said it was mine he'd make me throw it away & give me detention. so he lets me go, follows me to class, ten ( Read more... )

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it's icing here, not snowing. & its snapping cracking taking out treelimbs slowly & making the powerlines fickle. cleaning out cat-ears. generator buzz. sister's yogi music. cable guy makes me think of john. tried to draw but ended up sleeping for like 5 hours. chloe hides in the bathroom all day, she's scared of the power outages & loud ice noises ( Read more... )

i bet bjork never gets bored

this funny creature is a part of my childhood.
i dunno what his name is but he used to be my brother's
& i played with him all the time. he keeps showing up, it seems,
in odd places.

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clever girl dancing for Bukowski
lips curled while Stravinsky sits haphazard
wishing for the courage to approach
the rats nibble at his laces hissing
Once again he's beaten you to the punch.the ice rink is quiet save the tennis-crazed loon ( Read more... )

for those of you who long ago asked for a better picture of my tattoo:

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