Found in the Rain

I went walking yesterday with a friend I hadn't seen in years and we encountered a box. There was rain in it and books.

I opened to this page:

"I know why
your belly's soft,
because so many men
have pressed against it
and into it. [. . .]

I shove my life
. . . . . . . . . deep into yours
until the melting
and the melding
brings us both so close
that cross or crowbar
will remain unable
to divide us."

from and to each season . . . , Rod McKuen

Horror is all around us, waiting to be opened up and exposed to the air.

Personal Short #15

Causality drove me from door to door begging for a telephone. No one answered but I could hear some whimpering beast shaking each knob. I couldn't know why I needed to call. There would be the tones of the keys in my ear and ringing, a person in the room crying on the floor pulling herself away and into and through the open door to a kitchen, a hallway. I would hear you pick up and say, hello? Is it you?

Personal Short #14

The damage from the flood was most severe when I spoke of it.

Personal Short #13

You told me you had broken a rib. I did not move. You said I woke up and I was this way.

Personal Short #12

The structure has been made in a way to harm he who stands beneath it. O how I love to stand beneath it. I imagine the nose sheared away. I imagine my grinning skull. I fit this way so well.

Personal Short #11

We were attacked in the cab. You could see in his eyes that he had been taken. The cab slowed and you pushed the door open, nearly fell out. You left a shoe. You slammed the door. I said to the eyes in the mirror, here, you can stop here and I'll get out. The cab kept moving, stopping at lights and it passed over the quiet seats. I locked my eyes on the deserted mirror and I though how are we moving and I heard him on the seat and I kept my eyes away.

Personal Short #10

When I fell on the ice on the sidewalk you didn't notice, but walked forward steadily, you didn't need to look down and you continued without me.

Memorial for a Piece of Graffiti Painted Over, #2.

Blue Velvet, acryllic.

Confidential for Ms. Deal

Action for Facebook (lost and found)

Search for names on Facebook. Select those names on Facebook that have no friends. Erase all your other friends. Wait and wait for your new, potential friends to accept your friendship, though do not be concerned if they ignore your request. Relish those who do accept you for you. In this way be the only friend to these people. In this way be a collector of unique, if not rare, specimens. Care for and wonder after these who accepted your offer of friendship.

Watch for the Ebony Deer.

Like I needed another reason to love Fever Ray. First video:


If I Had A Heart from Fever Ray on Vimeo.

Thanks to Mashaney for the tip that led me to Who Killed Bambi? which led me to the video.

Personal Short #9

I am sure, but I am curious.