Archive for April, 2007

How We Got to Chicago

Sunday, April 29th, 2007

I can’t remember how we got to Chicago. Is that strange?
Granted, it’s been six years now, and granted, there were, as I recall, a number of transportation methods involved after we arrived: taking the El into the city, biking around Emily’s neighborhood, driving her car to Little Rock and then Memphis. We set up tents [...]

Your Irony Is Priceless!

Thursday, April 26th, 2007

My playlist had just ended, and I was undertaking the complicated rearrangement of umbrella, bag, headphone cord and iPod while walking, when one of the two meat-heady brawny-sort guys passing by got down on his thick haunches, shimmied his shoulders at me and howled “YEAH, yeah, yeahyeahYEAH!”
You always think of these responses hours, days, even [...]

No Woman, No Cry

Tuesday, April 24th, 2007

When I first heard that song I thought it was amazing. Affirming and mature, something on a similar level, to, say, “I Will Survive,” but with less anger: that reassuring, everything will be all right reggae beat that I simply will not tolerate in anything else. Even to this day when I hear “No Woman [...]

A New Poem

Saturday, April 21st, 2007

I.
Hello.
How can I possibly call you? It’s
too much to think about, I
push the phone aside.
II.
Back in the old days things were different, I’d
clamber over to you with the
beady-eyed selfishness           of the innocent
and lay my blonde head in your lap.

The Angels Want to Wear My Red Shoes

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

I promise, this is not going to turn into a shoe blog. But rainy days just haven’t been the same since I got rubber boots.

Rock you like a hurricane.
Mostly, I’m just consistently amazed that my actions have no consequences. Last week it was thirty-eight degrees, alternating rain and hail, and I spent a half hour [...]