Monthly Archives: May 2003

the muzzle of a gun

I dreamt of a plan. One of us, a younger girl, had been stolen into a wide brownstone building, run by a slender man with fine red hair and an exquisite jaw. It was night when we approached his house … Continue reading

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the outskirts of el paso

Yesterday Felix McTeigue‘s new CD came in the mail (my roommates and I are all big fans), and we popped it in for the first listen. He’s changed! He’s grown up, or something. The songs are beautiful, candid as usual, … Continue reading

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the things I wish I were writing in my journal

I don’t write in my journal as much as I wish I did, because moments that I know are beautiful sometimes pass and never get recorded. Instead, it’s the silly drama and angst that I write down, those things I … Continue reading

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Journal Entry – May 2nd, 2003

Madison, Wisconsin. Some time beforehand, I made a plan with my friend Jon Hain that this afternoon would be spent together. The first thing that we did was to run deposits to his various accounts at various banks. At one … Continue reading

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March THIRTEEN

We drove to Madison (Elon and I) and arrived at my friend Chris Parsley‘s house around dinnertime. It was an apartment unlike any other I’ve seen, with great coloured swaths of fabric and light – even the wood seemed to … Continue reading

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