what if you can't |
what ifyou can't write a poembut only One Great LineTruly lovely and perfect, like a spun-glass scaleor a tiny leafand nothing can be added that won't crush the leafor tip the scalethere are many line...
Posted by Sherry on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 01:30:00 PST |
For Billy Pilgrim |
Today, in a car too full of family barreling east on Long Island I got totaly lost, totaly totaly lost, inside a song I used to listen to in Belgium. It was one of the songs Don emailed m...
Posted by Sherry on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 08:34:00 PST |
fireside |
Long Island, NYI just built the raddest fire. In my mother's kickass fireplace. She, dad, jane, and Matt are all upstairs doing the tour/parents thing, we all came out to visit mum's new p...
Posted by Sherry on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 07:29:00 PST |
AG |
Goddamn son of a fucking WHORE. Peice of shit bastard fuckface keyboard, delete my goddamn kickass blog i spent the last hour writing, motherfucking GONE.
gone, g...
Posted by Sherry on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 08:50:00 PST |
no time to get down cuz i'm movin' up |
I'm on break from work, with my wet boots hanging off the edge of the bed and my coat zipped up and still beaded with rain. Just dropping by. I should probably eat something but i've been...
Posted by Sherry on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 05:40:00 PST |
a long list of tenants and friends |
Now, i've lived with roommates my whole life, ever since i was a kid. The house I grew up in was the middle floor of a converted 1900's charecter home, above two bars and below another ap...
Posted by Sherry on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 08:04:00 PST |
the perils of association |
So this confection of a kooky grandma came into Book Warehouse tonight, all frizzy white hair and an abandon of draped Stevie Nicks shawls... with a dark red bindi smack in the middle of ...
Posted by Sherry on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 12:18:00 PST |
slide, slide, slippety-slide... |
I like watching the bridge traffic from my bedroom. My bedroom. I have a BEDROOM. It's like... it's like.... fuck it's been a long time. Five years, really ...
Posted by Sherry on Sat, 07 Oct 2006 08:37:00 PST |
scratching away |
I almost like this. On a night that was smooth, and burninglike the taste of red wine and how it rolls across the stars and stains the air... a boltlike an electric shockstraight to the places we keep...
Posted by Sherry on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 12:43:00 PST |
the E train from Penn Station |
sometimes i miss New York City to within an inch of my life.A couple of nights ago i was at Denny's with Shandi and Candice... I was on my way to the Blarney Stone and got abruptly s...
Posted by Sherry on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 10:23:00 PST |
