disappearing act. |
i am learning how to become invisible.pretty soon i'll disappear completely.new york is heavy, like a sweaty lover in the morning. she drags on my ankles like an abandoned child, and i love her so.i'v...
Posted by kimi on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 10:54:00 PST |
fever or heatstroke. |
the weather outside is crushing. people are melting into each other, sweat drips down and locks itself solid on the ground.everyone tastes like sea salt, and even the trees are hanging low.its confusi...
Posted by kimi on Sat, 21 Jun 2008 01:11:00 PST |
used to , used to. |
sunken pirate ships, lurking in the back corners of my bedside dresser.there, fading at the edges, are a million memories on paper.photographs in which my eyes are smudged with black liner, my collarb...
Posted by kimi on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 10:53:00 PST |
epic. |
last night was beyond epic.my best friends from high school (nick,melissa,and kelsey) came and visited me this weekend. these kids have known me almost ten years now, and i love them so much- last su...
Posted by kimi on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 01:02:00 PST |
missed connection with the point i was trying to make |
i've always had a problem with the point of my expressions.growing up between two languages, i sometimes find myself lost in different forms of dictations.i often offend people without meaning to, and...
Posted by kimi on Sat, 14 Jun 2008 01:01:00 PST |
the arrival of summer |
summer has lifted her skirt and started running.spent yesterday at lake anza in berkley with bigkidfun folks.glitter and sun and naked photoshoots and lots of laughing.dominique and i came home at lik...
Posted by kimi on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 06:47:00 PST |
my body is a temple. |
bikram yoga.i haven't practiced in over a year.my muscles stretched and sighed, and all the little things i sweat, rolled off my face.i held camel for one minute. heart to the sky.everything comes out...
Posted by kimi on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 02:32:00 PST |
watch from this screen |
why leave the house when i can watch the whole wide world from this machine.my room whispers to me in foreign languages, mostly spanish, but sometimes in russian.i often think about yogis who can almo...
Posted by kimi on Fri, 06 Jun 2008 02:27:00 PST |
wizards are just magicians in disguise. |
it is different now.la was a whirlwind of mansions and strip clubs, of masquerades and debauchery. a desert storm of feathers and fake fur, and sequined rain drops painting our face.i try to hold on t...
Posted by kimi on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 12:03:00 PST |
wasabi peas for breakfast |
wasabi peas for breakfast, and friday night lights as a way of tuning out.lipstick for the shop boy and high heels for the laundromat, a lady never forgets to cross her ankles when she sits.the room i...
Posted by kimi on Wed, 28 May 2008 02:39:00 PST |
