July 2011
14 posts
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7.22.11
Two days ago, C drove me to Elk Grove and I bought an ‘81 Chevy Lindy motorhome. By September 1st, I’ll be living in it full time. I drove it home into the dregs of the sunset. I was possessed with emotion. I thought I would vomit. I thought I would fall down. I’ve made one of the best decisions of my life.
07.14.11
omens today: swift clouds. low flying crows. friends in unexpected places. stone lion heads spitting water. small golden hooks. last night c played guitar for hours while i bound copies of CVLT CVNT. guitar on the porch, guitar in my room. books on the porch, books in my room. he stops only twice: once, to take me the store (thank you). twice, to ask if i’ve seen the movie henry fool (no). i...
“it was a small journey to make. the sort where A says to B one ordinary morning:...”
– a letter from Anna Leely
07.02.2011
Whatever life it takes for me to be obsessed by language again, that is the life I want.
