Thursday, February 28, 2008

Shadow Dance

The UMD subway stop: like a dance, but also like a parable; motion without sound, sound without sense until the train comes again.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

I could smell the hot coffee from here.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008

He wrote: "The pianist, who was me, stood up and pushed the bench that was his seat back nine inches. He sat down and pulled the bench forward a bit and sat down, looking down, and for a moment loosing himself in the ordered symmetry of the long black mountains that were distributed along a large, flat lands of white stillness, there, among the deep and unexpected silence."
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Overheard in the lobby:
" I don't know, do you like my hair this way?"
"It was so like that"
"So, like, I miss the moose head."
"They said it couldn't be done, and by golly, they did it!"
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Thursday, February 07, 2008

It was so cold that day as I walked around the field, feeling bad because we were separated and I was alone and it was Winter and the air bit whatever part of me was exposed and the part most exposed was the pain that I tried to make my friend but that was, in fact, my enemy. The sun was low and as I walked I thought about the mistakes I had made that came back to me now as a misspelled word, a wine stain on the tablecloth, the disconnected call, the fact that I let you go, the picnic in the snow.
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Friday, February 01, 2008

For David: We'll miss you mightily. Jesus, too, wept.
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