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the pumpkin guy

In Uncategorized on 16 November 2008 with no comments

He sits in a small musty room behind the exhibit that smells like sweat and despiration. We talk for five minutes and I feel held hostage, despite the fact that he’s very nice. The right side of his face is slightly limp, like that of a stroke victim and his watermelon carving of frida kahlo […]

“the books we love…

In People, quote on 12 November 2008 with no comments

…love us back. In gratitude, we should promise not to cheat on them– not to pretend we’re better than they are; not to use them as target practice, agitprop, trampolines, photo ops or stalking horses; not to sell out scruple to that scratch-and-sniff infotainment racket in which we posture in front of experience instead of […]

o-ba-ma

In personal, rant on 12 November 2008 with 1 comment

What I recall thinking, as I stood with the crowds in the gathered around the large tv in the neighborhood bar, having abandoned the home tv for just a minute to experience everyone else’s joy and laughter, to see what all the noise and honking and drinking in the streets was like, was that this […]

ifc/rooftop films (animated shorts)

In Music, film, neuva york on 12 November 2008 with no comments

I stopped over to check out the IFC/Rooftop Films Short Annimated Film Showcase at the Chelsea Market on Monday, and while I lament missing the summer series (rooftops+free beer=life can’t be much sweeter) I’m glad I finally got turned on to the event.
The evening started with Ivana XL (we can add her to the category […]

america again

In poetry on 5 November 2008 with no comments

I haven’t really had time, between yesterday and today to sit and articulate my feelings. (Plus I’m internet-less at the moment so thats proved to be a bit of a hinderance). But I found this Langston Hughes poem on Language Hat this morning and thought it was a perfect stand in.
Let America Be America Again
by […]

love letters.

In blogging, friends, letters, personal, quote on 2 November 2008 with 1 comment

It’s strange reading your blog lately - you seem to be in such a different world, such a different state of mind than me. It’s kind of a nostalgic, vacationing vibe, like there’s infinite time to think about that tiny leaf on the end of a fern frond - no, not the littlest one at […]