fragments: cartography of dissonance

A revealing thing about my character: I returned close to 100 books to the gsu library today —...

Thu, 23 May 2013 19:33:53 -0400

A revealing thing about my character: I returned close to 100 books to the gsu library today — all overdue. I did not renew them by the deadline. I now owe a $105 fine.

down the mountain and up the mountain. vinings, Ga.

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:58:00 -0400

down the mountain and up the mountain. vinings, Ga.

the end of so many things, one right after another…

Sun, 19 May 2013 19:53:53 -0400

the end of so many things, one right after another…

self-imposed amnesia.

Sun, 17 Feb 2013 17:47:12 -0500

self-imposed amnesia.

when you move, how do you edit a life?

Sun, 20 Jan 2013 19:17:02 -0500

when you move, how do you edit a life?

a small fantasy: early morning, listening to Brahms, on the balcony with geraniums and herbs.

Fri, 07 Dec 2012 19:42:17 -0500

a small fantasy: early morning, listening to Brahms, on the balcony with geraniums and herbs.

Of course, then, I always hated the New Jersey winters of my childhood where all I could do was...

Fri, 26 Oct 2012 20:39:39 -0400

Of course, then, I always hated the New Jersey winters of my childhood where all I could do was think.

When I lived in New Jersey, our backyard contained two lilac bushes, one white, one light purple. or...

Mon, 17 Sep 2012 21:30:00 -0400

When I lived in New Jersey, our backyard contained two lilac bushes, one white, one light purple. or lilac. Once each spring when the lilacs were in bloom we would cut stems, wrap them in wet paper towels, and I would bring them into my teacher’s classroom.

Lately things seem more fortune than fate.

Mon, 10 Sep 2012 21:43:16 -0400

Lately things seem more fortune than fate.

someone said to me: It seems like you are always ‘in transition.’ Is something wrong...

Fri, 31 Aug 2012 14:32:27 -0400

someone said to me: It seems like you are always ‘in transition.’ Is something wrong with me? I just put my townhouse on the market and plan to move to an apartment.

I wonder how many people’s week’s vacation this summer included finding out the person...

Sat, 07 Jul 2012 18:52:05 -0400

I wonder how many people’s week’s vacation this summer included finding out the person who molested you as a child is dead, a visit to your brother’s therapist where your reality is validated: your parents do not love you and you have always been a burden to them, specifically you, and the family visit hums on and your parents take you to brunch.

the gingerbread house.

Wed, 13 Jun 2012 19:05:59 -0400

the gingerbread house.

a small path through the woods, away from the 1950’s ranches, Forbidden, we walk, scared,...

Wed, 13 Jun 2012 19:01:00 -0400

a small path through the woods, away from the 1950’s ranches, Forbidden, we walk, scared, toward an old, small wood-framed cottage. She answers her door, a woman of at least 70, the Candy Lady. We take the tootsie rolls from her hand and run.

wrapping cut lilac branches in paper towels, taking in the intoxicating scent walking to school,...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 19:50:51 -0400

wrapping cut lilac branches in paper towels, taking in the intoxicating scent walking to school, watching my teacher putting my flowers in a vase on her desk.

We couldn’t even look at any of the other exhibits in the room, we were laughing so hard. She...

Wed, 18 Jan 2012 21:11:06 -0500

We couldn’t even look at any of the other exhibits in the room, we were laughing so hard.

She is dead now.

2 pregnancies at four months one bloody hell, one trickling water. A sunny Florida day, the smell of...

Mon, 02 Jan 2012 18:53:00 -0500

2 pregnancies at four months

one bloody hell, one trickling water.

A sunny Florida day,

the smell of wet ash.

Ash,

each breath,

inhaled death.

A gaze 1 A gaze 2 afraid, She dives within. down.

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 11:56:00 -0500

A gaze 1

A gaze 2

afraid,

She dives within.

down.

sunday morning dancing.

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 11:55:45 -0500

sunday morning dancing.

this notebook, (my fox den) closet keeps from prying eyes, that gaze, probe prick, that turns thing...

Sun, 01 Jan 2012 11:54:56 -0500

this notebook,

(my fox den)

closet

keeps from prying eyes,

that gaze, probe

prick,

that turns thing over

until they are flayed

and fly away.

weeping willow, you dew-dropped chimes into my ear.

Sun, 18 Dec 2011 18:18:00 -0500

weeping willow, you dew-dropped

chimes

into my ear.