February 2011
19 posts
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Dear Jenji Kohan,
How are you? We hope that you are well.
Sincerely,
Mexican keyboard ññññóý´d´g¨jwncdknek¨ksjkne
- courtesy of Anne Grapek on my computer.
Day Six.
Lin’s Bistro. Lunch special. Wonton soup. Orange chicken avec fried rice. Diet coke. Fortune cookies with the check. Annie can’t eat here because they might use peanut oil.
Day Eleven.
I have a rip in the inner-left thigh of my jeans. I’m still wearing them because this is my favorite pair.
232.
There’s a guy at my school who I know as “the kid I almost killed”. Not intentionally, of course, because killing people is in fact very rude. Anway, he’s short, light skinned, blonde haired, kind of nerdy. One day he was changing next to me in the locker room. I get out my bodyspray and go wooooosh, then he starts coughing and convulsing and I’m staring at him like...
Memory Serves.
How could we have at some point been foolish enough to dare, to falsely claim, to have the imprudence to say, to intrepidly suggest we had loved and that we might have once poured all of ourselves into another human being?
Time teaches us to be repulsed by the thought and laugh at its occasional resurgence. There was never anything. Did you tell them your deepest desires? Did you watch them...
Of America.
Checks and balances and the three separate houses of government will never work because sovreignty must be indivisible where either one man or a single assembly has all the power. What this is is not a “balance”, but a state of nature equivalent to that of war, and war is not always fought with weapons. This state of the union cannot guarantee life and therefore must be overthrown or...
