Mere Anarchy

Critical evidence.
andre breton
james dickey
kafka
theodore roethke
wb yeats
sylvia
ts eliot
irvine welsh
chuck palahniuk
dostoevsky

Forensic reports.
edward gorey
man ray
simon boses

Admissions of guilt.
deadcandance
cohen
nick cave
natalie merchant
rammstein
iggy pop

Crime scenes
aurora picture show
diverseworks
theater LaB houston
voices breaking boundaries

Damning testimony.
surrealism
roller derby
exploding dog
levity
girlsarepretty

When my advisor called me friday morning and told me I was accepted I hung up the phone and I cried until I choked, then cried some more.I closed my eyes and roared out wet boulders that crashed around the apartment. I lifted my hands to the empty stained celing and shook like an epileptic or pentecostal. I gagged, doubled over opened my eyes and vomited gallons of saltwater. I cried until the seams in face face split. I cried until I had an asthma attack. I took a deep breath, crawled off the wood floor onto the couch and wept the rest of the morning thinking only: its not been in vain, thank you

posted by James @ 11:35 AM

Montag, Juni 23, 2003

All university jobs are the same.

You do actual "work" (its an allegation) for fifteen minutes a day. You get paid little, get few hours, and play on the internet or read all day.

posted by James @ 10:44 AM