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	8.31.10 Smells like dead caterpillars smells like wet tarps. 8.28.10 Dying alone in Cuba when your motorcycle would not take two up the hill. 8.19.10 Excuse me for a moment while I exchange fallatio for coke in public oh wait is that trashy or is it okay since I am now a lesbian. 8.18.10 Is this what stairwells look like in nightmares is this what lonely boys do. 8.17.10 Hold on for a second while I blog about all the boys I have slept with in the past week so my mom can read about it. 8.16.10 She is the music we burned in high school. 8.11.10 It was fun to tease. 8.10.10 Why will you not load. 8.8.10 No more cats in baths. 8.7.10 I do not think you mean to make it look like a wig. 7.19.10 There you are alone on a Sunday night watching your nails chip watching your roots grow watching your phone but it does not light up does it feel as though it will be this way until you are gone. 7.14.10 Do you want to wait for them to come home to you for the rest of time do you want to be able to distinguish gouda from edam do you want to be broken when your sides grow too wide. 7.13.10 I stole all my talent from a burger joint in Las Vegas come eat at my restaurant I am not a scumbag. 7.12.10 Maybe I do not remember when I was four because I drank until I blacked out everyday but yet again I do not remember. 7.7.10 Do you like my long dead hair it lives forever within the pipes. 6.21.10 It was Indian ink I put it on my hand. 6.15.10 You lost your baby fat you do not want your baby back. 5.31.10 Maybe I will step out into the public sphere today and don a plastic chicken leg on a golden chain around my neck and a dead bird in my hair to distract my Russian friends from the horrors of my facial features. 5.30.10 We have dirty feet we go dirty places there is ivy there please catch your dog before he eats through the wires and they find out that we do not know what is going on. 5.29.10 I am just going to shoulder through the recycling door and take your shit so I can get more names of girls tattooed on my neck and maybe replace my teeth no worries. 5.28.10 Hello class I learned perseverance on my college cross country team that is how I managed to get my Filipino wife. 5.27.10 Look at my fancy linen jacket you would never be able to tell that my obese older brother lives in my basement. 5.26.10 Oh wow my first day at film school let me find a slutty blonde girl who can send me into a downward spiral and iron my socks. 5.11.10 You had a deep voice I packed your things your friends were loud when she was gone the house was dark. 5.7.10 Two people in the same room. 5.6.10 Are you afraid that it will not happen or again or that it will. 5.3.10 When you were little little and it made you stutter stutter you cannot say it right because your eyes are too wet. 5.2.10 I hear your toothbrush it is scratching my back. 4.28.10 There is a bottle of rum on the table but it is nearly empty I think you drank it the other day out of tiny glasses that belong to someone ten blocks away and do not worry I will not drink the rest because I have chocolate to smear on your walls instead. 4.22.10 With that girl you had I am in a park can I borrow this too. 4.14.10 I do not know where you were. 4.13.10 It was different am I any different from a television special. 3.30.10 How is your brother does he make your mother cry does he drink like you. 3.28.10 I am from there too now you might add such notions but it will not be. 3.23.10 I lie to myself when you turn back over as you lie to yourself. 3.22.10 I think dogs you think further am I just like them am I just like you. 3.20.10 Tables and televisions and splinters and cats that would not die. 3.2.10 It was summer that was what I wanted. 2.28.10 A life of smallships wearing headphones without sound scanning things the mob did not see now we are past passed and wonder if it is the bottle talking. 2.27.10 Stomach eating lungs two at a time because I do not want to have to write about this later in a dark room and dark liquid in dark glasses and dark birds in suitcases. 2.22.10 She says it is because it will hurt less but I already know the day before the second time and you say no but you cannot hide time and years upon years upon dreams upon nights upon thrashes upon them upon musings upon promises upon coos upon photographs upon sandy table sets upon what is. 2.15.10 Fish your hands you see you bite the things you never eat six raw. 2.14.10 All that you breath is white bleach. 2.10.10 The girls you loved the boys you loved that frost is still green if you close the cupboard door I can see your roots. 2.08.10 There is more than hair it is chemicals. 2.3.10 The kid ate the lion. 2.2.10 I do not know what I look like. 2.1.10 Make the LES forever unnerving forever there. 1.29.10 Is it the same staircase that asks you do I want eggs do I want eggs. 1.27.10 When I am sick I am backstage in February with a furious hat drinking on balconies and a throat so thick you cannot tell what he is saying. 1.26.10 Helium hello and do not do it for someone who will never love you. 1.25.10 Is your hair from Vegas is your face from Oslo and I know where your feet are from but not where they will be. 1.24.10 I jumped out the window in Queens because I wanted to. 1.21.10 She was a long time like sidewalks to Houston like vacation chocolate to backpacks. 1.20.10 You know their trees. 1.14.10 Horizontal forests on crystal ridge where I sit between the hidden manors and stare at its name between weak phone flashes and I am meant to be sad. 1.05.10 All she eats is cheese and bread this woman from Chicago who fed my sister lunch one summer and I do not know her or any of these girls I hear about through stories and inane sob stories on their blogs and I hope it is not all for her. 12.28.09 Her eyes are sitting on the bureau on the other side of the wall. 12.23.09 I made reef to graze me waves to swarm me creatures to feed me ocean to drown me. 12.22.09 They blame the wind for the sway but maybe it is that there was never any end for the sway and whether or not the sway would push you back. 12.15.09 Stuck against apocalyptic wallpaper that would not dare to defer its glance to someone less caught and if this is not it then I do not want to know what is. 12.14.09 And my knee will not heal. 12.8.09 Their father died and so they both blossomed into whores and our extremities are covered in circles from ourselves but will remind us of each other. 12.7.09 They chop onions on plastic cutting boards so that they have control of when they cry. 12.06.09 Out of a talking garbage chute toppled a brown paper parcel of torn tights and bloodied knees and chipped shoes with an orange highlighted return address of their duplicity and a delivery address of a specific nobody in particular and I cried on you but you just laughed until I became too frightened to continue yet I had dreamt this all before but there is a scab this time. 12.2.09 The thing I liked about him most and least was the way he wrote and I cannot remember any of it anymore. 11.30.09 Unfinished thoughts are 11.28.09 If they all were disposable then so am I and so are you and all the rest like the night that he told me that she was good enough and I stood with you on the empty balcony while we watched the crowd and you poured your drink down into it to get my attention back but you knew that it was already gone as I watched the two of them on the stage together and I hope that you invested in a real camera this time instead of ripping off the label and refilling the disposables. 11.22.09 We were up high and nobody was down below with plastic bowls of pasta salad and drinks I had never heard of and I hid behind the tarp but it only made you see me sooner and now it is your repeat but not mine and she said do not die without me but he already had. 11.18.09 To please your mother now by living as a house plant or to live by the illegal and squalor and that which you may write about in order to please her later. 11.15.09 The scent of dirty sponges and I imagine them and what you thought but I cannot know how horrid they would actually taste because I was not there with dirty salty sponges in my mouth. 11.12.09 He lied face down on the carpet next to his treadmill and cried about her into his arms as I tried to touch his hair and we both lost track of time and missed the new year. 11.11.09 It comes like a rain but I still feel as an empty swimming pool. 11.10.09 The terror I attempted to create did not work out. 11.8.09 I do not think you took the sticker off because I ate the apple. 11.3.09 The air smelt of the dusty rocks underneath your porch where we hunted for crystals in our loose swimsuits and then you told us that they were glass shards from the shattered bathroom window. 11.2.09 Today was last year today and today and today had I imagined it all because you are not actually here. 11.1.09 Back when we were persian cats lofting through his bookshelves of records until the sun woke up and you were stuck behind the piano holding the red wigs of her description except I could not play it. 10.28.09 She still does not realise that she is still in love with that girl running up mountains into James and his three lovely brothers who all look like Henry and his birthday shirt. 10.26.09 Colourless for convention this may function as your memory until you fall back against the grain and reclaim the incarnation of your mind once again. 10.24.09 There are two different sorts where one blooms and fizzes and shakes me with its potential carbon depletion and the other sits at the bottom of my core and spits and grumbles from another season and although they are of the same sort they are also perfect opposites. 10.22.09 Be our favourite and we will be yours. 10.19.09 We heard things about him and how he was leaving school to be a park ranger in Alaska and make money by modeling and that his younger sister looked just like him but it only made us know him and his accordion even less. 10.18.09 One of them said that it was the sort of party that started off fun but ended with missing fingers and I turned back to laugh and see who it was but they were all talking at once and I could only see through them. 10.14.09 Motion and ghost. 10.12.09 Your child told me how bad yours was as well. 10.11.09 He arrived in a trench from an orchestral concert and his eyes disappeared when he laughed. 10.7.09 I thought myself a fish but I drowned. 10.6.09 Write you in blood until I have none left. 10.5.09 I wonder if this emptiness of watching a woman who denies that she is German yell Madison in a circle and a rhinoceros shadow scale the bricks outside while you convince yourself of the worse is equivalent of the physical emptiness that starving children feel and it is a long ride home so I will be on the floor. 10.3.09 You can blame it on the empty glasses so that she does not have to explain how she got caught in the salty sea of method writing that deepens with the evaporation of the method into the cloudy downpour of acid rain that melts away the skin and stones until the ocean goes purple and heavy and she drowns in all that she has created. 10.2.09 Do not make me throw up in the elevator. 10.1.09 I waited by the kitchen table and a pile of crossword puzzles while you sank into the floor but she never came home. 9.27.09 Only kid at the party in a Bill Cosby sweater sitting in the back room with the kids with vials and partially removed bear tattoos.  9.24.09 Call me at four in the morning and tell me about baby shampoo and Devendra Banhart and monoliths and how I went it for so that I could have my heart broken by a imperial expiration date that expired itself in a single morning. 9.23.09 So push your hair back and make it take me a week to fall back to sleep. 9.22.09 I thought of the things we lost in the airport on a bus full of Turks and the hollow Cuban cigars and the underwear that was not mine and I said I was leaving and he said that he would write every day and twice on full moons.  9.21.09 They think it so nice to have dreams but lately I cannot remember any of mine so I put things in the toaster and wait for them to catch on fire. 9.14.09 Your mother gave you life so that you may spend it wondering who or what will give you the gift of an eternal coma. 9.13.09 I think it was a year ago and time still does not work. 9.10.09 Oh these panthers of curiosity stalk my patterns to no end in dark cold rooms where I shower in the glow of a smashed computer screen and you see me there and tell me to turn on a real light so that others may see me in the cave and so that I may see myself rather than simply the shadows of my hands against the faded glow and I turn to you and pounce like a panther broken from its curiosity. 9.8.09 It was just after Christmas time and we went down to the harbour and jumped on the floating docks and you wanted to sneak onto the largest boat and I said no and you pulled me over the gate and no one knew and I will not look at you through the window. 9.05.09 I fell off of the top bunk and onto a dollhouse.  9.04.09 He got kicked out of prep school and my mother could not tell me why and I remember holding your hand on the fountain while you set your jeans on fire with your lighter and I pulled away but you pulled me back because we were sitting next to water but I burnt myself on your motorcycle clutch anyway and the scar kept making jokes about dinosaurs being extinct. 9.03.09 How in transit are you and do you remember lying in your pool house when the stone was too warm. 9.02.09 I thought that perhaps I was a heartless realist even though I preferred to exist in a plasma reality but you realised that we were caught in a moment of the sad and foggy sort of reality that people dreamt of lying in and then the whole idea of reality suddenly became relative and lonely and on the edge of grey morning light above a stack of closed windows and I wanted to find the earrings I lost. 9.01.09 I will miss the look of horror and the rampant questioning when I tell someone that I am a teenager because today I am no longer. 8.30.09 We ate cold mussels and warm goat cheese and decided that public things are something awful and the lights flickered off. 8.29.09 She made a blue cheesecake with blue food colouring and drew a face on it and let it grow mold on the kitchen counter and when she was gone I sat on the counter next to it and waited for the mold to grow on me as well. 8.26.09 Even though I was hiding behind a wood panel this strange European girl in an ugly blue dress continued to lean her head on my shoulder to reach onto my plate and eat my food. 8.25.09 I felt like I was churning about underneath an ocean wave and so I proceeded to eat the bag of hazelnut coffee grounds on the kitchen counter at the house party of some short Texan man. 8.24.09 He said that if had I been 21 and Swedish he would have lied about his age to me. 8.22.09 Max the Swede drank six cups of coffee in the French hotel and ate six different flavours of gelato and then kissed me in the gym and you took a picture but never showed me. 8.19.09 In the library he told us that he did not want to be buried but rather stuffed with candy and used as a pinata at his own funeral. 8.18.09 Oh and he has a glass eye so when you take a photo of him with a terrible camera only one eye turns red and I saw some pictures of him jumping off of the dock into the lake and I could not help but wonder if his eye ever fell out or if he wore a goggle instead of goggles. 8.14.09 She gargles rose water. 8.6.09 We played cassettes in your car and as you put them in I would lean over the other kids in the backseat and try and catch the English titles scrawled in between the Italian slang on the yellowed labels but the ink was too thin and the streetlamps too soft to read them and I shrugged and realised that real Italian disco stayed in Italy. 8.5.09 And so she said dear mother I married a whore. 8.4.09 Not tall enough to make your face white. 8.3.09 He said that it was like that movie and that I was not a real person but rather a concept and everything made sense. 8.1.09 In fourth grade we learned that it is the strongest shape and only now am I testing it out. 7.31.09 It might end in Mexican coffee and cancer. 7.30.09 And then she threw the bottle down the sewer and told me that I was not glamourous but my problems were. 7.29.09 In first grade someone stole all my plastic horses from the wooden crate. 7.27.09 We gave all the orange ones to the man on the airplane. 7.26.09 We could not count how many people were hanging from the ceiling from the sound of knives being sharpened on the other side of the door. 7.23.09 When they showed me who they meant I started to cry because he was the one person I had been hiding from all along. 7.22.09 The bulletin board fell off of the wall and onto her head so while she lied underneath it on the floor I ate the wax off of her birthday cake. 7.21.09 Four summers ago when we stayed above the library with suitcases under our beds he pulled me aside and questioned my sobriety and asked why I could not write about what normal fifteen year old girls wrote about instead of llamas in basements and men stuck in chimneys. 7.20.09 Putting on Masterpiece Theatre is not an adequate replacement for the South African accent I fell asleep to. 7.19.09 People cookies for cats. 7.18.09 He told us that he enjoyed when his family members died because it allowed him to write better. 7.17.09 When I see parrots I wonder why you threw his shirt away. 7.16.09 I heard footsteps and awoke to find myself on the stoop of a Baptist church with a stuffed snake around my neck and my camera and I saw a boy from the house I had just left scamper across the parking lot with a backpack and I almost did not recognise him without his Hermes costume on. 7.15.09 I would stare across to the Swiss side of the lake and pretend I was Hemingway. 7.14.09 Every time I ran through the woods to your pool I grew increasingly nervous of getting caught and turning into the boy up the street so I stopped spending time with you and your 97 year old grandmother who put ice cubes in our soup and watched us to make sure we did not fall off the trampoline.  7.12.09 Backstage in the sound booth and I did not hear the fire alarm. 7.6.09 It was just a house party for your appendix and nobody had the boldness to tell you that you were just the result of a bad PCP trip. 7.5.09 Twelve year old dreams behind a grocery store counter after she burnt your name into her arm and it will never come off. 7.2.09 I dreamt that I could play the violin while you stood in the bathroom staring at the sink drain drinking mouthwash just for the alcohol and smelling the ghostly odors of a rainy day Sam. 6.29.09 I only ran away so that I could send a card saying that I was sorry. 6.26.09 We only go out for the ride home. 6.25.09 I cannot tell if it is the one thing that kills me or the one thing that keeps me alive. 6.23.09 We drowned in industrial fields just to say we had. 6.21.09 Backstage there was a dirty muffin sitting on a table and I put my head down and stared at it because everyone else in the room was beautiful and British and I was too shy to offer back my hand. 6.20.09 Salt water zombie with your shoes untied sitting atop the refrigerator that leaks on your birthday. 6.19.09 Full of nothing. 6.16.09 I found you up the street wearing just a shirt and I was convinced that I had spent my eighteenth year of life on Jupiter. 6.14.09 It was a day of mistaken handshakes and missing teeth and waiting to collapse. 6.13.09 It was nearly four in the morning and you wanted Poptarts so we went to a Duane Reade to find some and Chariots of Fire began to play on the loud speaker and the search became epic and in slow motion we discovered the last box of Poptarts in the dark depths of a storeshelf and the box was already opened but you bought it anyway. 6.12.09 It is hard to tell whether or not you are alive over the phone. 6.11.09 You told me that you had just read a charming tale of pigeons and chainsaws and then asked me to sign your Band-aid and I realised that all my favourite people are dead. 6.9.09 They gave me chamomile tea and I felt like I was eating dandelions.  6.8.09 You were standing in puddles of colour on the sidewalk and a small dog walked by and started to lick them and your sneakers and I asked what exactly it was that you were standing in and you said that they were melted popsicles.  6.6.09 I was stuck in the coat check for four hours and nobody was checking their coats because it was summer time and nobody wears coats and in the lassitude of the early evening an epiphany came to me as I swung on the empty coat racks and I wrote it down with a red marker and remembered how I used to be able to get high off of such simple things as algebra. 6.5.09 I wore my worst shoes to your party in hopes that you would step on my feet again. 6.4.09 Someone spilt mustard on your shit and I wrote a partially fictional screenplay but then it all came true and the zebras could see in vivid colour. 6.3.09 I do not like this. 6.2.09 Doors and drawers I cannot open. 6.1.09 They asked what the bad part of Brooklyn was and he replied that it was him. 5.30.09 They said that picking out the coffin was half the fun. 5.28.09 Sir this is the wrong botanical garden oh I wish I could remember. 5.27.09 He legally changed your name to Elefante del Norte but you were locked in the bathroom with a pile of wet laundry and enough to end it all. 5.26.09 I woke up on the cold tile of an empty bedroom atop a large drawing pad with a pen in hand and I looked at the paper and I had drawn you and I took a cold shower as if we were back in Paraguay and fell asleep in the potato chip crumbs under his sheetless bed to the sound of Parisian horror stories and muffled sobs. 5.25.09 They threw stuffed tigers at me from the third floor balcony and I cried. 5.24.09 The more your mother cringes the better you are becoming. 5.22.09 I saw your birthday sign in the trash and when I pulled back the shower curtain I was glad not to find a dead body. 5.20.09 When you replied with nothing I realised that it did not matter and that Peter Pan knows where you live. 5.19.09 No longer am I a television character. 5.17.09 I walked in on you watching the history channel on mute on a couch underneath a throng of lighting equipment and I called your name twice but even though the television was muted you did not turn around. 5.14.09 I was ashamed. 5.13.09 I watched you pack your boxes one by one while I sneezed in the corner and you will disappear for a while and it will remind me of the time three years ago when I was sixteen and returned to America to find that both my dog and swing set were gone. 5.12.09 You knew that you were about to die so you took your hand and covered my eyes but it was not enough. 5.11.09 He entered the room in a hurry and I immediately recognised him but it was not until later that you pointed out that he looked like both my sister and a terrorist and I wondered if it was okay that I was attracted to such a man. 5.10.09 His motorcycle broke and we were standing in the piazza at five in the morning stealing bicycle locks and sitting on statues and your friend pulled up in his car and the four of us climbed in the back and the driver was drunk and we crashed into an apartment and the neighbourhood woke up and old men came outside to scream at us and I was pressed up against the glass but somehow we got out and ran away before the police came. 5.9.09 When someone chases you out the door to return your goodbye I regain hope that I will make it to my twentieth year. 5.8.09 You were eating soggy cereal on the fire escape and I stood by the window with my phone and you looked at me for a moment and I waited and then you took your cereal bowl and handed it to me and then climbed further up the ladder so I broke into the apartment three floors up and climbed out onto the fire escape as well but I was two floors above you and I poured the milk through the metal staircase and down into your curly brown locks. 5.7.09 All we wanted to do was see a film on a dreary Thursday night but in our attempt to do so we were cornered and had no choice but to lie in a British accent to a man whose name tag read Justice to prevent death via two tall and menacing black men. 5.6.09 It will never be this good again. 5.5.09 His middle name is Mozart and it is not a mistake. 5.4.09 We knew he was Australian so we yelled IS YOUR COUNTRY A CONTINENT at him and he frowned and looked away and shifted his weight and waited for us to leave and we ran away and laughed so hard we cried but you knew I was never really laughing. 5.3.09 It was straight out of my imagination and happening all too reasonably for an impossible image to germinate into a night and the only reason I know it was real is that I took photos and we were at separate concerts and still not talking but then you said that it was your birthday soon and asked me if I still liked him and for a moment I forgot that we had ever stopped talking and replied that I would forever and you said that that was beautiful and I realised how beautiful hell could be. 5.2.09 It was a clammy Sunday night and I was supposed to be in bed but I thought myself so old and the dog ran into the river and we had to fish him out and the water was so fast and awash with mermaids and I could not understand a single word you said other than the first four so I dove off the balcony with blank rolls of film and ran back home and I wonder if it would have been better if I had never gone because sometimes I catch myself wondering whether or not you are conscious while I sleepwalk down the streets carrying dresses made of cans and hula hoops to deliver to rabbits in fedoras and the people on the train stop and stare and whisper about them as if I am completely deaf but perhaps I am because no matter how tightly I shut my eyes my ears cannot pick you up. 4.30.09 Sometimes I wonder why third grade smelled like rotting apples and why you fell asleep in the darkroom. 4.29.09 Today our building caught on fire while we were all sitting in our art studio watching a movie about some man who made art and then killed himself and a fireman ran into the room and yelled at us to get out so we did and it reminded me of the time I got kicked out of a Cazals concert and saw this girl that I thought I knew and I do not hate her anymore.     4.28.09 But yes even though I was at the top it was my last night trapped in that boot and once I crossed the border into Switzerland and looked across from the other side of the lake I breathed so harshly that I created a tidal wave that drowned you and your dog and your family home and then I fell asleep in a hotel and when I woke up it was still light so I thought it was the next day and you still had not arrived and I did not know what to do but then I realised that it was still the same day. 4.27.09 Once I was crying in the Malpensa airport and I looked up and saw David Hasselhoff and laughed. 4.26.09 After the near death of both myself and my camera I realised that it was very good indeed that I had not realised that I had a +1 because whoever I would have taken to this concert would either have died or never spoken to me again and then I suddenly fled the scene to return home and saw a man I knew on the subway but could not bring myself to greet him and then arrived at home to discover via someone that I do not even know that my hatred of you will not and cannot die as easily as I almost did tonight. 4.25.09 She told me that I was blind and I did not believe it but then I saw that even if we traded eyes I would still not be able to see because the fault is not my eyes but rather my love of yours. 4.22.09 I awoke with a long needle in my spine and you sat on a rocking chair next to me with a messy grey wig on your head and you smiled to yourself as you read an expired newspaper and you seemed so much older and I hardly recognised you and then you stood up and removed the needle from my back and I asked what it was and you said that it was for bone marrow but I knew that it was a lie because my sisters were alone in another country and I had just slept for four years. 4.21.09 Nobody gets cataracts this early in life so I wonder what happened to you and do not understand why you were somersaulting across the lawn and then caught your head in a ditch and your cigarettes fell out of your pocket and I did not know that you smoked and then you leaned over them to pretend they were not there and the sunlight focused through your glasses and they all caught on fire and now there is a fire pit in the lawn so you said you would send a section of sod on my birthday to replace it but you do not even know when my birthday is because I have not been born yet so I shot you with a water gun and you did not look back. 4.19.09 There was this dinner party in the middle of nowhere in Brooklyn in a giant bubble imported from Berlin and this man walked by me leading a dog by the collar and I asked him if he had taken his dog into the bubble and he replied that it was a wolf. 4.16.09 I have come to realise that I am acquainted with the reincarnation of Charles Baudelaire. 4.13.09 Seven months and the fourth in line and you were asleep in your bed across the room under a pile of roses and I was looking out the window at the students down below with a slingshot and shaking knees and the phone rang and I could not answer it but I could and I could not tell who it was but I could and I could not understand him through his sorrowful mumbling but I could and I could not help him but I could. 4.12.09 Alligators are destroying my life so I kicked you in the stomach but you were too depressed about other things to feel it. 4.8.09 In Paraguay there are boys so devout they lose balance on their bicycles just to bless themselves while speeding by a church and a man who plays a flute in a cave in the foothills and we were trekking through the empty grasses to find him but all we found were bedraggled blond Nazi children leftover from the war and panoramas of a windy world that was buried above ground. 4.6.09 We are dying and I die even faster to know that you are well on your way and that I cannot keep up and sometimes I want it to be okay for me to win this race if only you would never find out. 4.2.09 We were sitting in the back of a warehouse with a box of glue guns making a chandelier and you said that after this she would never be able to have children and she said that it had already been taken care of. 4.1.09 She said that the only thing they did over there was ride bicycles and eat peaches out of dumpsters. 3.26.09 When I walked to the yard the bridge was gone and I had to wait for it to come back and when it did I had to share it with forty small children and a flock of seagulls and later that evening I realised that the ducks were missing and I looked across the DJ booth and an animal looked up at me and my mouth quivered. 3.20.09 Do you remember when that fourth grade teacher across the hall said that when she visited her daughter in Russia she discovered that they did not serve ice in the Coke and she was amazed because Russia itself is a block of ice and I thought that maybe it was cold enough already outside that nobody wanted ice in their drink or maybe they were just too drunk to refill the ice cube tray in the freezer and so I went to investigate and instead ended up living in a yurt with a nomadic Mongolian tribe on the Russo-Mongolian border for a few weeks before the authorities found me and my four oxen and was deported back to another land without cellular service and had to rely on communication via letters written on wax paper.