to be moved
I hadn’t thought of you in a while, and right when I saw the lanky brunette swivel sideways in her plastic seat to let someone out, I thought of you, your skin and hair and bones, so taut and shiny. You were the epitome of “girl” in my world and if I had a crush on you – we all did – it was because I couldn’t take you apart. I couldn’t see your separate parts. You were effortless and your cigarettes always lit the first time, and I hated your perfect breasts framed by your crisp denim jacket. After we fought, and after you left because we fought, you became the woman on the train, older and harder and still unwilling to get up for anyone, to move or to be moved. She swiveled and I saw the back of your...
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These words are mercenaries. They slouch outside the back door of this poem, clouds of frosty air billowing around their heads, belts and boots glinting in the flood lamp. When it is time, these words slip inside, carrying a box or a knife or an envelope. The hallway is dim. The recipient waits. A noise, half-sigh, half-groan, escapes. Perhaps nothing happened. The front door swings open; these words stumble out, playing drunk. They cross the street and their posture straightens. As the moon lifts, they head for the next poem. – Halsted M. Bernard
Read Morelinks for 2009-10-19
I Kept Playing — The Costs Of My Gaming Addiction – gaming addiction – Kotaku Compelling article by Mike Fahey, especially for those of us who have also struggled with gaming addiction. (tags: games addiction)
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Buy Food Gifts and Sell Artisan Food on Foodzie From the about page: "On Foodzie you'll find fabulous food and beverages made by small food companies. Many are foods you can't find anywhere else. They're all special in some way, whether handmade, following old family recipes, incorporating unique ingredients, etc. We work closely with the companies you see on Foodzie, to make sure what you buy here is food that we ourselves would enjoy, crave, and want to give as gifts." (tags: food shopping...
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Ron Moore calls Star Trek's tech "meaningless" Thank goodness Ron Moore explained this all for us! Perhaps he should have spent a little of his high-tech explaining skills on the ending of his own series. (tags: tv startrek writing technology) Alienate Your Female Customers? Pepsi Has An App For That Pepsi advertises its Amp product with an iPhone app that "teaches" one how to "score" with 24 different "types" of women. I don't buy Pepsi products, and now have no reason to ever start. (tags: pepsi socialmedia marketing women) Truthdig – Arts and Culture – The Victims of Pornography This is an excerpt from Chris Hedges' book "Empire of Illusion", which I enjoyed reading and would...
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Journeys – Tea in Portland, Oregon – NYTimes.com Subtitled "Beyond Tea and Crumpets in Portland". (tags: tea portland travel)
Read Morecomplicated
Years ago, I wanted to be a complicated woman. It wasn’t that I wanted to complicate others with my idiosyncrasies; I just wanted my open book to be in a different language. Then knowing me would be an accomplishment instead of an afterthought. Laziness or honesty won out. Now when I am disappointed that I have no secret weapon, no smouldering look or poison kiss, I console myself with my own economy of movement. There is what I want: I aim myself at it. Who cares if everyone knows? Leave the mystery to the mysterious; they are willing to take the long way home.
Read Moreyellow pages
He puts his head on his hand, elbow beside the yellow pages. He scans the names and numbers, pausing to smirk at a funny bunch of letters. Today the book is of Reno, Nevada. He has never been to Reno, but he pictures it like Orinda in July, only flatter. Once he went to Orinda for a family picnic. It wasn’t his family; it was the family of a woman he tried to love. She tried to love him back. After a few years, the attempts weighed more than the result, and they parted over a steak dinner. After that, steak always reminded him of not knowing what to say.
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