a brief and only half-coherent commentary
A young woman of means and connections...
I continue to miss Reed College--a sadness that gladdens.
Shaky lately; a flicker of stupid unreasonable plans. Last night helped to alleviate them, however.
Thirty hours from now
I will be
caught up in those arms that I love best--
those teeth bones fingers,
that animal warmth.
I will never leave my bedroom...
Tonight I'm going to go grocery shopping, as though preparing for a siege--only with more frivolous delicacies, more delicious perishables. Fewer sacks of rice and dried beans. I'd buy vodka if I could, but the lack doesn't really matter.
I intend o-such-breadths of obscenity and intimacy.
I've been reading The Golden Bowl.
James' prose seems startlingly modern to me, because I had forgotten how much it influences mine.
I continue to miss Reed College--a sadness that gladdens.
Shaky lately; a flicker of stupid unreasonable plans. Last night helped to alleviate them, however.
Thirty hours from now
I will be
caught up in those arms that I love best--
those teeth bones fingers,
that animal warmth.
I will never leave my bedroom...
Tonight I'm going to go grocery shopping, as though preparing for a siege--only with more frivolous delicacies, more delicious perishables. Fewer sacks of rice and dried beans. I'd buy vodka if I could, but the lack doesn't really matter.
I intend o-such-breadths of obscenity and intimacy.
I've been reading The Golden Bowl.
James' prose seems startlingly modern to me, because I had forgotten how much it influences mine.