February 2012
18 posts
sink
I was there When you, probably for the first time in your life, admitted what later ensnared you. You said, I don’t want to be a suburban mum, And the thought of being trapped in some domestic setting was as ridden of life as the word “domesticated” itself.
It was late in the night, perhaps late enough to talk the way you did. I’ll never forget you nodding along in quiet...
2boys
I tried a biscuit. He threw it to the ground. Would you like more water? More juice? No? He stamped a terrible noise And made a tremendous fuss. All this noise. This mess. A drove coming through, both of us. Marching to the bedroom. He rolls onto the matress like he’s diving into a cake. I shut the door and hide in the sheets. I find him. For all our differences, We are but two boys. Who...
Studying and working
“Don’t close your eyes. Open your books. Keep. Reading. Read. READ.”
- my consience
Love Poem
wwnorton:
I want to write you a love poem as headlong as our creek after thaw when we stand on its dangerous banks and watch it carry with it every twig every dry leaf and branch in its path every scruple when we see it so swollen with runoff that even as we watch we must grab each other and step back we must grab each other or get our shoes soaked we must grab each other
Linda Pastan, from...
14 weeks
10 books
The New Intelligence
I do a poor job drying myself, but within minutes of clambering free from the shower I have my tie, shirt and pants already selected. Its a mystery that amongst the bundle of crumpled workwear, all knotted and exhausted from a deathmatch with the dryer, I spot a colour code that instantly works for me.
After getting dressed, I load up my computer without needing reminder that the desktop has run...
T: Sorry! I thought you were someone else.
M: I am
Anonymous asked: cheer up, kid. lie down
apologies
“In a real sense, the issues she wants to raise are secondary to the process.”
It’s a nervous wait. Still unsure what all of this is about - a performance review, perhaps? This early in the year? This late in the evening? Maybe the meeting needs to be had in the dark, as if to keep with the theme of being kept in it. I was. I at least knew that my boss would be there. And my...
I should have ran faster.
Amazing!
Ooooo
Wow!
He could not wait to tell her what he had seen. He thought about when he could see her next as he took a few steps down, and then he realised, as a slow pain went through him, that she was dead. This made him understand, more than ever, that he could not face her not being around.
