January 4, 2006

i have my moments of terrorism, usually after i've been terrorized

time is moving so fast, & for once fast seems the proper pace, in-step, and it's comforting--a race (a movement/direction, & a people); I have to unpack in one large increment, though i've been doing it in several.

i have lumpfish caviar; i have loose leaf earl grey--it helps me wake up, dense rye. today i'm asking you to make the strangest face you can, in the mirror. i'm lowering myself to dispensing assignments. it's humbling, mostly because it expresses my need, shows you what i see.


Posted by caroline at January 4, 2006 3:04 PM
Comments

Does this make us both terrorists?

Posted by: Xavier at January 5, 2006 10:14 AM

with steady foundations. xox

Posted by: caroline at January 5, 2006 4:34 PM

Lumpfish caviar! It's hardly a romantic name, but I do enjoy it.

Posted by: ben at January 5, 2006 7:32 PM

I know! Writing it was something like this:

"lumpfish cavier . . ."---- . . .LUMPfish??

very unsexy. doesn't fit. Doesn't fit!!

Posted by: caroline at January 5, 2006 7:39 PM