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un-matronly metamorphosis

Thursday, June 9th, 2005

She threads a finger through the hole in her sweater, using her other hand to a place her cigarette in an ashtray. She doesn’t use the combs designed to hold burning cigarettes, instead she places her Marlboro Red flat on the bottom of the ashtray, where it gives life to other, historical, lipstick stained butts.
Denise […]

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the walls of Babel

Monday, May 30th, 2005

We emerged from the parking garage into the bustling theme park that is the Grove in Los Angeles. Within the various corridors of the complex are boutiques, department stores, movie theatres, and farmers markets; a whole gamut of entertainment. The architecture is decidedly Las Vegas, evoking a strange sensation of a Disney World / Lake […]

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the house of sand and fag

Friday, May 13th, 2005

My new neighbors hate me.
It didn’t start out as such a sordid relationship. In fact, upon their arrival across the hall, I helped them heave a sofa through their doorway. They sort of poked their heads into my apartment. “We love your wood floors!” one of them exclaimed, and I pictured having afternoon tea with […]

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life is often like a syllabus

Monday, May 2nd, 2005

“Maybe he’ll change his mind… I know I shouldn’t be hopeful,” he says to me, from the other end of the phoneline.
I’m at a loss for words, because I understand his emotions and the desperation associated with loosing someone you love through a breakup. I think I know the right words to say, and […]

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familiarly unfamiliar

Monday, May 2nd, 2005

I sit across the room from parents who, for approximately 55 minutes, will play detectives. Bemused by the labyrinthine plot of their new favorite mystery-in-syndication, they scratch their chins and occasionally comment on the suspicious behavior of the show’s characters. Its a redundant game of role-play; they’re pretending to be the detectives who are pretending […]

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its monotony bred happiness

Saturday, April 30th, 2005

“…life in Paradise was not like following a straight line to the unknown; it was not an adventure. It moved in a circle among known objects. Its monotony bred happiness, not boredom.”
-the unbearable lightness of being
“I can’t ever imagine living in Los Angeles and wanting to move back to Oklahoma,” she said as she drove […]

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away message

Thursday, April 14th, 2005

Gaunt.
It was the first word that came to his mind that morning.
He always woke mouthing a single word, as if his subconscious was fighting to expel itself from his mind. The words were silent but harsh. Whoever lay next to him may notice the trembling of his lips, possibly a whisper of the word, […]

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there’s nothing better than donuts

Thursday, February 17th, 2005

“So how is the salmon prepared?” my mother asks, with a quizzical look on her face - as if salmon were something as exotic and unfamiliar as calf’s-brain francobolli. After asking the question, she reclines on her dining chair and takes a sip of wine.
“The salmon is grilled and on top of a warm […]

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familiarly unfamiliar

Monday, December 20th, 2004

this was initially an email, but I thought I’d post it anyhow
I sit across the room from parents who, for approximately 55 minutes, will play detectives. Bemused by the labyrinthine plot of their new favorite mystery-in-syndication, they scratch their chins and occasionally comment on the suspicious behavior of the show’s characters. Its a redundant game […]

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winter wonderland

Wednesday, December 1st, 2004

The scent of pine needles was always a frightening one, the aroma creeping up the stairs - signaling alarm for my sister and I. We would peer over the sides of the handrail as my father violently dragged a rope-bound tree through the front door. He would then put on a cheerful Christmas record, and […]

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