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Is It Such A Terrible Thing? 11/10/2005 Is It Really Such a Terrible Thing? <br> I know a leaf is supposed to float on top of the water While looking up at the deep blue, and the yellow ball and all With all the other leaves 0 Comments, 83 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The victim, a 23 y.o. newcomer to NYC... 10/22/2005 The victim, 23 y.o. newcomer to NYC… <br> I was lurching along 83rd street, between RSD and WEA, having just left a “wine tasting” (girl talk for “let’s get the fuck away from ou 0 Comments, 184 Views, 0 Votes | |
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You Have Mail 10/21/2005 You Have Mail <br> Alt loaded slowly this morning, a morning of wind-swept, cold, dreary rain, from the west, pounding on my aging windows, demanding entry. <br> Consciousness lo 0 Comments, 71 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Lesson Plans 10/20/2005 Lesson Plans <br> So many lesson plans to prepare, so many things left until the last minute. The end of the term is nearly here, and yet, before they run howling into the playground, th 0 Comments, 90 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The Festival of the Pipes 10/17/2005 The Festival of the Pipes <br> So it must have been, at the first birth; anticipated, but unexpected, catching all with joyful surprise. The old knew. The date was marked on their calendar 0 Comments, 80 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The Burial of the Dead 10/15/2005 The Burial of the Dead <br> What I had thought would be a simple decision turned out to be far more complex than I had imagined. Something unexpected happened, something I wasn’t hoping 0 Comments, 182 Views, 0 Votes | |
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The Death of My Dom 10/14/2005 The Death of My Dom <br> He stopped me suddenly, on the Rue St. Jacques, and grabbing both my arms swung me to face him. We stood there, alone, with a sea of souls parting around us, swimm 0 Comments, 224 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Solitude 10/13/2005 Solitude <br> Solitude, why do you lock my words inside of me? Lazy, in your dreary repose, you gather us to you, So many, so many, As if that could assuage your exile, unspeakable thi 0 Comments, 103 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Gatsby's Return as Judy4C 10/9/2005 Recalling my childhood, (and Auden's "Musee des Beaux Arts"), skating near the edge of the pond, near the "danger: thin ice" sign. "Verbotten", "Interdict", the concerned adult's voice came to me, 0 Comments, 76 Views, 0 Votes | |
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C18H21NO4*HCL MVV351.83/80 mg ("The Big O") 10/3/2005 C18H21NO4.HCL MVV351.83/80mg <br> Master, take this pill off my tongue, which beckons my lean jaw To crush and follow it from earth to heaven, promising no price need be paid, No pena 0 Comments, 88 Views, 0 Votes | |
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INDIFFERENT ROOM 9/27/2005 INDIFFERENT ROOM <br> You can’t cry for us, laugh at our sorrow, scorn our fate. You sit there, pulsing, unblinking, without passion. Useless entity, endless lines of code, scripts. Wh 0 Comments, 70 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Empty Room 9/25/2005 EMPTY ROOM <br> I am here with you alone Tell me your secrets Were you filled with happiness or tears? Joy or rage? You wait, immutably, silent, Patiently for visitors, perhaps fo 0 Comments, 167 Views, 0 Votes | |
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Cher La-Ping 9/22/2005 Cher La-Ping, <br> Yes, call my “’sorrows’ jewels’” I lock them up in the vault that is my heart Like precious jewels But like your arrows, they don’t soar They lay dorma 0 Comments, 176 Views, 0 Votes | |
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To Fill a Void 9/21/2005 To Fill a Void That Is More Easily Described By What It Is Than By What It Is Not. <br> “ When one grows too old to believe in one’s uniqueness, one falls in love with one’s complexi 0 Comments, 371 Views, 0 Votes | |
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ALTernate Searchers 9/21/2005 We search, but for what? Who are we? What do we want? Transformation? Validation? When did the search begin? When will it end? Bliss, happiness, fulfillment, cruelty, pain, pleasure… How m 0 Comments, 103 Views, 0 Votes | |
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REMEMBERING PARIS ON THE EVE OF MY RETURN 9/10/2005 REMEMBERING PARIS ON THE EVE OF MY RETURN <br> I’ve been working at home on the final details for my ‘long stay visa’. I am looking out my windows; I am looking for you, on the sec 0 Comments, 180 Views, 0 Votes | |
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R.I.P. Dylan, where ever you are 9/10/2005 Lost forever in that vastness of time and space deep within me; hazard brought you to me, in a brief and savage storm of joy. But in a moment of pain I exorcised you, cast you out. Come, I cry, in 0 Comments, 99 Views, 0 Votes |
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