the absent one |
Absence
Any episode of language which stages the absence of a loved object - whatever its cause and its duration - and which tends to transform this absence into an ordeal of abandonment.
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Posted by Jamie on Sat, 05 Apr 2008 05:30:00 PST |
s/he.. the primordial chaos of genderlessness |
he and i, she and he, are the sole oasis in this desert...speech evades language. how can i find words the equivalent of this mute speech of flesh as we folded ourselves within a single self in the de...
Posted by Jamie on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 11:23:00 PST |
fireflies |
We sat on the scabby trunk of a fallen tree. Two flickering bugs were zigzagging their way toward each other, their attraction looking haphazard yet predestined. They flashed on and off like airplane...
Posted by Jamie on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 03:01:00 PST |
extraordinary |
... suffering does not ennoble. It destroys. To resist destruction, self-hatred, or lifelong hopelessness, we have to throw off the conditioning of being despised, the fear of becoming the they that i...
Posted by Jamie on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 05:42:00 PST |
happiness |
...She had strained herself till it seemed to her that the whole of life and everything was only a horrible abyss of nothingness. The more you reach after the fatal flower of happiness, which tre...
Posted by Jamie on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 05:57:00 PST |
white noise |
We held each other tightly for a long time, our bodies clenched in an embrace that included elements of love, grief, tenderness, sex and struggle. How subtly we shifted emotions, found shadings, using...
Posted by Jamie on Tue, 20 Nov 2007 08:17:00 PST |
coconut skins |
You can hold her handAnd show her how you cryExplain to her your weaknessSo she understandsAnd then roll over and die
Oh you can hold her eggsBut your basket has a holeYou can lie between her legs and...
Posted by Jamie on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 11:06:00 PST |
words, wide night |
Somewhere on the other side of this wide nightand the distance between us, I am thinking of you.The room is turning slowly away from the moon.This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say it ...
Posted by Jamie on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 04:46:00 PST |
missed the boat.. |
While we're on the subjectCould we change the subject now?I was knocking on your ear's door but you were always outLooking towards the futureWe were begging for the pastWell we knew we had the good th...
Posted by Jamie on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 04:17:00 PST |
oh.. |
Tell me why you stare.I took a deep breath.The first time I saw you, my heart fell. The second time I saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has f...
Posted by Jamie on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 05:32:00 PST |
