It seems as though I am constantly awaiting a ship whose arrival is long past overdue. Occasionally, I am teased by the sight of something that is always too far off in the distance, something that is never quite recognizable, but that’s about all.
This I will profess until all the air has been expelled from these [...]
Archive for April, 2009
Posted in Blogroll, tagged artist haven, breathe, dock, paint, painting, sail, ship, sing, thirteen on April 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Posted in Blogroll, tagged celebration, dance, drink, friends, fun, party on April 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I had the best birthday ever.
Posted in Blogroll, tagged blah, direction, happenings, plans, possible things, summer, talking on April 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Plans, plans, plans: I might move out during the summer and go split up my time between my Grandma and aunt in Brooklyn. My parents recently “gave up,” said I can come and go as I please, pretty much. It doesn’t matter really though. I still want to get out asap. Yeah, so I might [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged body, forest, pepper spray, protest, pumping blood, riot, shining armor, trees, valor on April 10, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The Classified Ad: Looking for an overly imaginative, emotionally intuitive individual who is willing to transform their body into a wonderful vessel that will carry the load of my unusual (and at times overbearing) brand of devotion. Who’s willing to be pumped (wall to wall) with a loving enema of my affection.
I’m trying sarcasm, but I don’t [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged dinners, doc, forgotten, gatherings, letters, memories, pages, secretary on April 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dad was an actor once. He introduced me to his friends from those days a few years back. When “Doc,” as he is called, speaks to you, he doesn’t address you by your real name. Everyone is either “Johnny” or “Artie.” The man was uncomfortably honest about his life. I whispered when I spoke to him so [...]
Posted in Blogroll, tagged 11212, bags, exhaustion, noise, schools, sighs of relief, unloading, unpacking on April 5, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
In suburbia, as a preventative measure against getting my shoes dirty, I walk in the street and look ahead in order to avoid oncoming cars. He walks on the paved blocks and looks behind occasionally with a casual air, to prevent someone from sneaking up from behind.
“You’re going to love it. No. Really. My son’s [...]
