December 2009
1 post
Fall
Your heart filled with hate vacuums the smile off my face. It makes a bad day pass slower —your backward ideas— stumbling and falling instead of reaching… I don’t want to. I dont want to look at the stars with you until you can look at strangers with me (and smile instead of smirk) a sneer across your face, everything is ugly to you (and beauty can’t exist in...
November 2009
3 posts
Books I've read so far this semester
Because I like to feel accomplished.
The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami
Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
Naked by David Sedaris
Girls and Boys by Lynda Barry
Everything in the World by Lynda Barry
It’s A Good Life If You Don’t Weaken by Seth
Things Are Meaning Less by Al Burian
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
more to come.
May 2009
4 posts
April 2009
8 posts
Better Things
Yesterday was awesome.
My professor cut the class short, took us to see the senior show in Dumbo, and bought us all beer.
When I got back to Willoughby, they were handing out glow in the dark condoms (hooray!) and my future roommates were watching a movie on Adam’s projection screen. Death Proof is awesome.
Also, I had leftover Thai food. Soooooo good.
Still can’t wait until...
Finals
I feel like crap, I’m uppity, and I can’t wait to leave this place and get my summer on.
It’s so easy to feel desperate and isolated at this school.
A Little Love Poem
by Andy Weaver
Someone who hates scrabble.
Someone who sleeps on her back near an open window in winter, her breath rolling like a river into night.
Someone who wants me to wake her in the morning by reading ee cummings’ love poems, giving a small candle-flicker of a smile just before opening her eyes.
Someone who appreciates the architecture of churches, but...
WatchCreepy German animation…
WatchPolice tear gas/pepper spray/knock around New School students who were occupying a New School building…
March 2009
6 posts
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
1:38:44-1:38:51
New Jersey
Yesterday, we went to the abandoned place and took photos. Today, we went hiking in a park in the woods and hung out by the waterfall.
What a beautiful state.
Photos are up on facebook.
I stood in the shower until the water ran cold
Thinking about someone who fucked me up. Lied a lot. Wrecked my shit.
I stood there, wishing he were dead.
Then I noticed the water was cold. I noticed how it was making my tattoos brighter, darker, more vibrant. I thought about each of them, and why I got them.
I turned off the water and stepped out without crying.
I was always a sensitive child.
February 2009
18 posts
I’m very excited about my Silk Screening class. What a fantastic skill to learn. Pictures of prints will follow.
Studio I is also going very well. Watermarked images to follow also!
Fuck you, Shamwow guy
BILLY MAYS FOREVER
<3 <3 <3
I don’t like musicals. They’re tacky
Today was a good day.
Poem Of Night
1 I move my hand over slopes, falls, lumps of sight, Lashes barely able to be touched, Lips that give way so easily it’s a shock to feel underneath them The bones smile. Muffled a little, barely cloaked, Zygoma, maxillary, turbinate. 2 I put my hand On the side of your face, You lean your head a little Into my hand—and so, I know you’re a dormouse...
Mad Girl's Love Song- Sylvia Plath
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the...
“i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
...”
– e e cummings
