on my mind
a throat infection, a doctor,
a delayed operation, an ex boyfriend,
a period, the glass on the bathroom floor,
the pen wound in my hand, the hole in the apple,
the white spots, the brown spots,
the way dogs cry when they’re lost,
numbness, fainting on the table
and my too think purple blood
Today: I write a cover letter
Tomorrow: I dye my hair and work on my book
Love sedates me, I want for nothing
barely can open my eyes
barely stay awake
American Dream is an ongoing project by artist Assaf Shaham which sees national US monuments, sculptures and buildings digitally disfigured and stretched skyward. Take a look at more in the series here. (via HUH Magazine)
I don’t want to be hypoglycemic
the head’s hurting
I feel like I’ve been drinking the same cup of coffee all day, that I’ve made no progress. I need to stop planning my days about kk, I love her but she is unreliable.
I’m trying to apply to film school but I feel pressed, pressured. I don’t have ideas. I need ideas, meditation, a cool open place. I feel stuck and worried about my future. Tal told me not to worry but what does he know, he’s twenty.
I feel like I need to stop smoking and drinking coffee. But Frank told me that it wasn’t enough. That the problem is not drugs, it’s my mindset. This is hard to admit.
Despite this, I am happy. Happier than I was in New Orleans. I feel lucky and loved. I feel autumn approaching and I feel like myself.
What do I want to do with my life?
I want to travel and write poems.