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The Lifeless Ordinary.

05Aug09

There’s this thing that happens to artists that I’ve never observed in any one else. Maybe it’s because I’ve never looked, or looked hard enough, but with creative people it’s not something you have to dig too deep to find. It’s this quivering vibration that rests on their surface: like a signal blasted into the [...]


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S/end

02Aug09

I can’t use the internet anymore without a sedative of some sort. Something mild. Something, at least.
It’s like that telemarketer that calls during dinnertime, every night for weeks. Relentlessly reducing that one hour you have to yourself, with your family, to nothing but an episode of PTSD.
Panic attacks creep into your daily routine when checking [...]


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Just Coffee.

28Jul09

I think they think my mouth is some kind of transitional vagina.
As if, me asking them things translates to: sleep with me, comfort me, touch me.
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It doesn’t, but one can’t help but wonder, why the space, the quiet. Why coffee and hanging out is so hard.
It’s not supposed to be. I watch [...]


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