Comments for aera

Comment on who the lord loveth, he correcteth. hilary mantel, wolf hall. by serendipitously sicilian

serendipitously sicilian — Mon, 22 Apr 2013 17:09:40 +0000

come home, aera. do not come home. trains pass parallel to my bedroom, each night. the greatest sleeping pill i ever took. the nightly storm that never rains and always keeps its promise.

Comment on we understand st. joan: you want to fuck her but if you do you miss the point. e.l. doctorow, the book of daniel. by eunie face killah

eunie face killah — Sat, 23 Feb 2013 16:24:57 +0000

miss my RD

Comment on we understand st. joan: you want to fuck her but if you do you miss the point. e.l. doctorow, the book of daniel. by aera

aera — Fri, 22 Feb 2013 12:07:07 +0000

this is driving me crazy.

Comment on every solitude is illusory, is inhabited. roberto calasso, ka. by T Nasty

T Nasty — Fri, 16 Nov 2012 13:15:23 +0000

Holy shit you’re still writing!

I couldn’t sleep and was looking at some emails I wrote to myself, and it reminded me of you.

I’m living in L.A. right now, which is, if I remember, where you’re from, is it not? I don’t know how long I’ll be here, but I really like this place. The food is as good as korea’s but there’s a beach and vietnamese women here.

I thought about a lot of the girls I liked in the past, and how idiotic I was to fabricate emotions for them. They were all really wrong for me, and all the ones that were great, I just wasn’t attracted to. I carry a little bit of guilt in being so shallow, but I don’t know if it’s something I should accept or if it’s something I need to fix. Attraction is so visceral that I always just assumed that it was a part of me.

I agree that the practical aspects of life eventually dominate everything. Serenity trumps passion over time.

Let me know if you’re back in town. I’ll take you out. I’ve applied to medical school this cycle. Maybe I can be play a cameo in your online sex journal.

Comment on by susan

susan — Wed, 07 Nov 2012 16:32:17 +0000

my unicorns are usually sensitive and damaged.

Comment on i empty myself of my life and my life remains. mark strand, the remains. by aera

aera — Sun, 19 Aug 2012 23:44:49 +0000

thank you.

Comment on i empty myself of my life and my life remains. mark strand, the remains. by i know they're just words and all

i know they're just words and all — Tue, 14 Aug 2012 01:14:59 +0000

But they’re still wrong. And still right. Don’t you get it? You’ve got readers, which means you’re not free anymore. You have a motherfucking job to do. Get going.

Comment on i have been so dislanguaged by what happened/i cannot speak the words. david ferry, that now are wild and do not remember by ClassyBroad

ClassyBroad — Tue, 17 Jul 2012 18:07:51 +0000

You dropped 15 lbs, I hate you. I’ve gained about 20. Also, Thailand is amaze, I will hopefully be living there in 5 years

Comment on i have been so dislanguaged by what happened/i cannot speak the words. david ferry, that now are wild and do not remember by do i have you lost now

do i have you lost now — Mon, 16 Jul 2012 01:47:08 +0000

goddam you–i stopped at ‘ashbery’. no poetry has made me happier than his. i couldn’t read further because happiness stings, and i have to look away, the inverse of allah’s turning face. p.s. no vodka is will ever be better than stoli. drank ketel one in chicago 2 nights ago and vowed never again.

Comment on by susan

susan — Fri, 06 Jul 2012 03:43:13 +0000

i like the ending.