Tuesday, February 9, 2010

my baby turned down the bed for me

i remember you
when i bite eucalyptus leaves from the tree
walking toward a house of the same color
thinking about the palms of your feet
and the soles of your hands

i put you to sleep
in a memory of sitcom laughter

...

once i drove two hours
to wait for you in the sun
i wore a white skirt
and fell asleep on your stomach
you used me as an arm rest
something for books to sit on

when you came back from the hospital
you were a lot of things--
the absence of soap and water,
some calm disposition i feared
had been instilled in you too late

the road curled under me
in agreement

Saturday, February 6, 2010

something for air

i was thinking of a poem
while sleeping in the window room
the house painters were all looking through

all i could think
was "this would make a good story
if i wasn't bothered"

but i wasn't
and i'm still not

Monday, January 25, 2010

i turned eighteen today

the receptionist at the psychiatric office said, "what a day to come to a place like this"

who wants to get married?

Saturday, January 9, 2010

la fovea

i have two new poems published in la fovea, which is an exciting project where poets choose poets. i was chosen by matthew savoca.

thanks, matthew

you can read the poems here

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

people say things

i have this document on my computer called 'people say things'

here are some favorites:


Ian: I'm gonna miss the late nights, the musical battles, the complete terror in your eyes while listening to Sleepytime

And especially the shirtless escapades

Man

Those are near the top


fakeplasticlee (10:18:06 PM): FUCK nesey is the goddamn goddamn



Ben: i feel like a person in a shed at night listening to that song



Lee:

mean you do what?

you look at birds

birds look at you

repeat process

i don't know


Alexander says:
it reads like something the queen might say in her christmas speech if she were high.


Danica: no, and you are more beautiful every one second!

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

emit tneibam si ti



i was on the phone last night trying to read that poem about NASA and ipods by tao lin and i could not stop laughing to save my life

it was a little embarrassing

here's a list of movies i've been meaning to see:

the hours
gummo
maltese falcon
science of sleep
mysterious skin
mean creek

anyway

i'm almost done with everything for cooper union, it feels a little sad sending everything away to them

i've met so many nice people lately. yesterday, many pizza guys on smoke breaks, a pack rat, and today a nice trucker

i made breakfast for a friend today. probably the most useful i've been to someone else in a really long time

Sunday, December 27, 2009

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