December 2010
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“[…] Surrealism in painting amounted to little more than the contents of a...”
– Sontag coming through for some late night, early morning suburban sitting in my former teenage bedroom dry chuckle.
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The Long Household
My aunt drank a bottle of wine and is asleep in the living room. My grandfather is wearing a t-shirt that reads “I am standing in for a victim of genocide.” Glitter.
My gate changed three times and the person I sat next to on the flight was reading the Jay-Z book, a thing of beauty, have you seen it, such fine pages, pretty, stunning.
And then a New Jersey mall, a slice of pizza made the right way, a pretzel, a Cliff Lee Phillies t-shirt, socks and a toothbrush, the lights between Front and Two Street, Fifth Street and 66th Avenue for Korean Restaurant or...
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Polished the joke I just texted Lindsey because I...
Question: What's nutty and literate?
Answer: A macademia [sic]!
“‘Are there a lot of poetesses?’
‘It’s lame to call them...”
– Finally re-picked up Bolaño’s The Savage Detectives yesterday. The first sixty-odd pages are as good as I remembered, maybe better. Let’s talk about it later, if at all.
“It’s funny at my age to have one’s life so much in and on one’s hands. All the...”
– An early letter from Robert Lowell to Elizabeth Bishop. Words in Air came in today. Timing.
