February 2012
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"buttery"
As in, use of, to describe the qualities of summer. Golden is okay (colour, expen$ive), also shiny (esp the dazzle of light from freshly-cleaned storefront windows, welcome to your permanent squint), baking, sweaty, whatever describes the heat waves rising off molten asphalt and blurring into the middle distance. Afternoons are heavy. Waiting for the bus after school there was the stillness of the...
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“It’s hostile in that you’re trying to make somebody see something the way you...”
– Joan Didion
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Can we spend maybe five minutes on the fact I’m equal parts terrified and fascinated by those tough, smart, smack-mouthed broads who tear through life with no apology? Sometimes they condescend to hang w/ me and afterwards my bros have to deal with my celebrity friend-induced coma. Dudes are super because, duh! At least when you take the time to sift through dirt for unflashy specks of gold....
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COLLECTIVE
after watching trees slide past the screen of my phone I passed your old sharehouse and in the humid half-light recalled renovations, roaches, red wine & the grind of history repeating
whenever I tried learning my gender-neutral mother tongue I’d slip into schoolroom habits of scrambled chinese whispers: where turns into di mana becomes die stadt, the seins & signs of abrasion when one...
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dropping $$ on nice clothes and cab fare and cover charge and booze just to hear macbook DJs cue up mediocre remixes that everyone ‘likes’ for the ironic social currency but these songs never fill the dancefloor VERSUS volunteering at events you already enjoy for entry and booze and/or food and because you’re naturally fidgety and this gives you an excuse to chat up strangers,...
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inner resources
There’s a certain quality you’ll find in some people, the ones who leave with no intention of coming back. It’s the breath held for a beat too long, the gaze into the middle distance, an expectant air that makes you think a secret part has been tucked somewhere far away from their physical presence. They laugh at your jokes, they’re all quiet smiles and hand gestures, they...
“I fell in love with the idea that the mysterious thing you look for your whole...”
– Laurie Anderson explaining her attraction to Moby-Dick (via earlyfrost)
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iggy pop - never met a girl like you before.