havent been here in a while.

everybody still alive?

moved permapost to theorangepony.blogspot.com

okaaaaaay.

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"and dave erwin," he says, with a voice like a gong struck in an empty subway tunnel, "is really into pre-crowned ribs. laminated pre-crowned ribs."

"whoa," murmurs my mentor. his hand rises to meet his chin; this means he is suddenly more intrigued than usual ( Read more... )

the midwest is under water, including this year's corn harvest.
china is happy!
buddhists are fighting.
and california is on fire.

(on the other hand, doing sit-ups really does help with the feeling of being menstrually-bloated.)

edit.

it is absolutely unbelievable to me that people can do this:


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tire swing --
my hanging boots with the earth still on them.
yellow rope buzzing dryly

in the kitchen,
our stupid love clattering about.
green-apple soap suds

double posting henceforth at theorangepony.blogspot.com. z0mhg hailey i've linked to you!
if anyone can write html and help me make it as pretty as my lj, let me know

the professor hailed it as a "total fucking cattle call, emily" -- and it was. it was a delightful surprise to be called back for the final round on sunday, and i am perhaps more proud of myself for sticking to my guns when i thought it's too late for them to call me, which means i didnt make it, but i played well and i'm pretty happy with that. ( Read more... )

the man is asleep in his chair,
slumped and snoring as if he could summon dolphins.
i get up to turn off the t.v. and a sudden
warm line of fondness
rises in my chest.
we must still be more human than machine.

in a wonderfully misguided attempt to bike to mad river yesterday, i found myself in mckinleyville. it was absolutely wonderful.

the pecan tree is full of wind. it sounds like a garbage bag full of drafted letters and grocery receipts. for lack of other company, i address my beer bottle. "yes? does that make sense?" it's my fourth day at home ( Read more... )