if i could make a novel out of a feeling 

 
 
in october, the children of san pedroandes, c o l o m b i a

in october, the children of san pedro

andes, c o l o m b i a

bourdieu, cavell, pennebakerwe used to lay and watch the rain

bourdieu, cavell, pennebaker

we used to lay and watch the rain

i wouldn't. that's what poetry is for.

 

christinei dreamed of u

christine

i dreamed of u

bones & brickon frailty

bones & brick

on frailty

teenage sexwe went outside

teenage sex

we went outside

ouilike this

oui

like this

 
 
the specious presentask me how, and when, and where i luved u

the specious present

ask me how, and when, and where i luved u

baselsoaked. the roses, the roses

basel

soaked. the roses, the roses

let's talk about fingers, spindly n rawthe barn

let's talk about fingers, spindly n raw

the barn