Thursday, June 2, 2011

Saturday, May 7, 2011

it's not an original

but sometimes a cover turns out to be better

Monday, May 2, 2011

Do we mean something when we talk? / Is it enough that we are shuddering / from the sound?

Richard Siken

Friday, April 22, 2011

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night

and 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 is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross

to reach you. For I am in love with you

and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.

Margaret Atwood

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

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Image by Cig Harvey

Tuesday, April 19, 2011


Beautiful, sobbing 
high-geared fucking 
and then to lie silently 
like deer tracks in the 
freshly-fallen snow beside 
the one you love. 
That’s all.

Richard Brautigan