October 2009
in the night busy as snails
in wet chlorophyll apartments
we enter each...
– excerpt from an untitled poem in ondaatje’s the cinnamon peeler
chapter one. he was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. beneath his...
– isaac davis, manhattan
i'm being a lumberjack for halloween.
and i love seeing the 8 different girls at the same party who thought they were the only ones who have ever seen breakfast at tiffany’s.
determined to remain analytical
magicmolly:
After dinner I stood on the corner for a minute, wondering whether to go home or not go home. Home would involve pacing around 200 square feet of space looking for something to do. Staying out would involve the same thing over a larger mass of territory.
always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of...
– p.j. o’rourke
we are not special. we are not crap or trash, either. we just are. we just are,...
– chuck palahniuk