Friday, March 27, 2009

Disemboweling

The creation of alternative food systems can be an empowering initiative that allows for the de-linking for corporate, globalized food systems that are distinctively disempowering for lower-income urban communities (Wekerle 2007: 379)


Not in dictionary: disempowering
Suggestions: empowering, disemboweling, overpowering, distempering, exemplariness, aggrandizement

Therapy, or something, and the whole library thinks I am looking at Porn.

I wrote a (faux) letter to the assholes who think I have nice legs, who told me to, "Shut the fuck up, Bitch," from their car yesterday and sometimes I just wish that my heart or head would explode when I listen to certain beautiful songs that make me feel like something like that just might happen, just so everyone else would understand how beautiful they were, too, covered in guts or brains or little boney bits. I don't think they would get what I mean, though. They just don't understand.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Raspberry Jelly Dream II

I was shot, square in the forehead, with a gun, in the back seat of an old Buick or a New Sedan by its front passenger. I leaned over and died against the window.

I didn't really die, though. I woke up from what I had thought was dying and the people I were with were none too concerned. I asked to borrow a phone so I could call the police and the hospital myself, with a bullet lodged in my brain, but no one picked up. When I finally decided the situation was dire, I tried 9-1-1 and reception faded. We finally ended up at a pizza parlour video arcade. Stuck with no money and a friend preoccupied with The Claw I was stuck bleeding and with this bullet still lodged in my brain, still ready to kill me with the littlest jiggle in whatever lobe or whatehaveyou it had settled.

I woke up and and two new white hairs were found, long and wiry and all that shit about wisdom.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Where did the time go, God bless Google Images, etc.


leigh says:
hows all your work coming?
Sarah says:
currently learning how to play bridge over troubled water on accordion


(Academic failure.)

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Delicious Recipes for you to Enjoy

Vegan Macaroni & 'Cheeze'
mmm
(photo courtesy of Lincoln Public Schools of Lincoln, Nebraska)

So what you do is you take some green beans, the frozen ones. You cook those up in some boiling water. Drain 'em real good, get 'em good and dry. Put them in a bowl and then put a big old glob of tahini on it, and then maybe some Bragg's and rice vinegar and heck while you're at it throw some miso in there, yeah! Now we're talking. Macaroni.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Stage III eczema support group happening in the front corner of the library, right now (I am a chronic eavesdropper).

a little prayer

MY LIBRARY FINES ARE AT $29.50, O' DEAR LORD PLEASE GUIDE ME TO THE LIBRARY ON TIME SO THAT I DO NOT FURTHER ACCRUE THESE SINS! PLEASE SHOW ME THE LIGHT THROUGH ON-LINE LIBRARY ACCOUNT SERVICES SO I DO NOT FALTER FURTHER AND PLUNGE INTO THE FIERY DEPTHS OF ACADEMIC PROBATION! O' LORD, TAKE ME OUT OF SCHOOL! I AM FINISH'D!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Nice Brood

Remember the tan, remember the bees. Somedaysomedaysomeday!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Oh, come on!


Aching legs and an insatiable appetite is how I remember growing feeling, and that is how I've felt all week.

SERIOUSLY?

Monday, March 2, 2009

How does it read without a rhythm?

How long do you figure it'll take to end up under fingernails, diggin' in the dirt? Dig out my hands, my dear. Put me under/in soft wood and please let my blood be. Say, "Rest in peas rest in peas rest in peas here, my dear." Dig out my barren skull, sucked dry by worms. Muck it up with sticks & feathers, string & shells, broken plates & tiny pieces.

He said: roll mine over a flimsy boat (we both were killed by a wolf). Drafting plans for each other, to tell our mothers what to do. He wants to be in the ocean, under electricity (an island of it).

How long do you figure it'll take to end up under fingernails, diggin' in the dirt? Dig out my heart, my dear.

(but I mean literally, that last part)