an antonym, against a name, so thinking, she lost her head, she forgot where memories were kept; she had a jarful of almonds at hand, and so, she was storing, she remembered.
occasionally like to wear blood-red lipstick and slip on high-heeled shoes (I’m catching a plane tomorrow, flats are more functional); which is to say, I have now dated two men with well-dressed women buried in swamps near their childhood homes.
composed of itself in a different order–I have my first tattoo at 29, a map, and London is not on it, it is a way of letting things remain; I have now dated two women with train cars
buried near their childhood homes.
I think, into a city veined with slick and cobbled streets, with stones once taken up in battle—the fervor of these roads has passed, but tensions echo, begging for stonecutters, and a ghost of conflict pulls down weary heads in a place called harmony.
threatens us all with disappearance, London: among the objects of curiosity were “a number of more exotic items, including Jacob’s Coat of Many Colours, long since lost.”
From the time of its opening members of the public were admitted [....] this measure was noted with disapproval by one German visitor in 1710 who expressed his surprise at the numbers of “ordinary folk” who were allowed to run free [....]
is what we find inside wood, inside buildings, inside each of us, is the thing revealed by heat, is (as you noted) the secret heart of gray.
There is only yourself to blame, I see, and what is it about blame that is so attractive, and what is it about the shift from a-to-e that makes grey slimmer, more demure (or is it e-to-a that indulges gray’s thick, stubby toes?), what cities are these (what citizens?) to delight in such græy-play—come, and show me another.
Re: res, in reference to–there’s a man here in your old neighborhood who is giving me the stink-eye; the resemblance of the landscape is no accident, the theory of course being that Wordsworth made London gray, before that it was a city like any other city; in Chicago we have ourselves to blame.
