Let's be honest, nothing terribly interested has happened on/since the fourth--that's not a bad thing. This week has been quite a party week, which is terribly fun in a terribly unproductive way. Art was down for a couple of days, and it was good seeing him. I am really looking forward to going up to San Fransisco in a couple weeks. I was thinking of going somewhere this weekend, but blissful apathy got the better of me, and here I am.
For which I'm a little glad. Social reciprocation apparently works: I'm about to head off to a party at the house of a guy (Amir) who I know through school, but not socially until I invited him and his friends to a bonfire last week. Last night I went to party at Jessica's which I think had enough people from her dorm to classify as my first official "college party". Well, sort of anyways.
Meanwhile, I have rediscovered the bike as a mode of transportation. Huzzah!
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Upcoming: Romeo & Juliet, Forum Theatre, Brief Interviews with Hideous Men
A Californian, a Scot, and a Shanghainese walk into a bar...
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Soft Night
silent graffiti
sprawling words stretched out on cream pink walls
spattered from on high by the seagulls
that freewheeled and caw-cawed through aharsh pink sky
still graffiti
a motionless oasis
in violence, silent. calm,
but eagerly longing for discovery:
notice me!
here! I am out of place
no whitewashed walls
a monument TO MAN’S INGENUITY
no pyramids of the metropolis
only the loving work of boys
somewhere between testament and confession
they who posses nothing
but are the property of adults
spray themselves out on other adult property
this is mine! until the paint
is covered by another layer
dogs piss at a fire hydrant
silent graffiti
crackling ground under Nikes
and from
far off
the whirr of sirens.
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