December 2011
31 posts
SOME THINGS CHANGE, OTHERS DON'T:
Yesterday was a Thursday, and I was walking by our old place on Moss. Where we had the north-west corner suite in a Victorian mansion next to the Fairfield Community Centre.
There used to be an open spiritual drum circle next door on Thursday nights, and every week you would curl up on the couch and chuckle, watching me pace the hardwood, loving my insanity as I spiralled deeper into my personal...
I LOVE DICK
“During a foreign movie moment after college, I went to see Adele H. On a date I think. We got stoned before the movie and I remember a panicky depressed feeling flooding me as I watched Truffaut’s romantic female lose her shit over a man, getting dumped - and that turning into the end of her life - her sanity, everything.
I was just like a 25-year-old but watching I felt...
HOMAGE TO PESSOA by Frederick Seidel
I once loved,
I thought I would be loved,
But I wasn’t loved.
I wasn’t loved for the only reason that matters -
It was not to be.
I unbuttoned my white gloves and stripped each off.
I set aside my gold-knobbed cane.
I picked up this pen …
And thought how many other men
Had smelled the rose in the bud vase
And lifted a fountain pen,
And lifted a mountain...
WatchMy high school sweetheart Sam Coomes apparently still totally understands me
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