Only now |
I don't know what to say anymore. How is it that heaven gets you when you should be here, toughing out the storm with the rest of us? You had to be first at everything, and that pisses me off, but y...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 00:31:00 GMT |
running on water |
I had a dream that I was at a large lakeside event with a few of my friends. I was splashing around, having fun. I swam away by myself because they weren't being very attentive, acting clique-ish. ...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 14:55:00 GMT |
How famous artists are made |
I met a girl in the store the other day--we both had studied a little art history in college, and I relayed a story about Vincent Van Gogh playing on a gravestone etched with his own name as a child. ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 17:47:00 GMT |
Quotable/Notable |
What can a man say about woman, his own opposite? I mean of course something sensible, that is outside the sexual program, free of resentment, illusion, and theory. Where is the man to be found capabl...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 11:44:00 GMT |
the shore |
The wind whips around my bare legs and sand snakes toward me along self-made ridges, eventually burying me ankle-deep. The clouds, as well, blow in my direction, and in combination with the undulatin...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 10:36:00 GMT |
