healing

okay okay last one. this is the show that benjamin is seeing tonight aaaannnddd i wanted everyone to see this video...

flappers gangsters greasers mods disco.punkmetalgrunge
our generation will be known as the hipsters.

you can read this and this and this.

i'm nobody who are you

photo by









went to the ICA last night with the birds - loved this exhibit in the east wing by


Gabriel Kuri:


Nobody Needs to Know the Price of Your Saab

check it out.

that is one magic belly.

rabbit hearts

a sweet older couple at a crowded bar
and the lady in yellow puts her hand on my arm
that's a lovely blouse and i like everything you've got going on
and her husband looks right at me and says, see these
pointing to the kalamata olives.
these here are rabbit hearts

i hear that train a'comin, it's comin round the bend

for a while i imagined the clean perfection of love, in its truth
i held a naivity deeper and more concealed than yours
mind keeping secrets from heart

while considering the overwhelming hopelessness and despair of others
catching only a glimpse of their darkness in its absolution
wishing death, and falling down in exposed vulnerability
folding and surrendering and swallowingness

has led me to the possibility of falling out of happiness and of love, of caregiving with a muted obligatory compassion; the constant struggle to explore beyond habitual indifference

and that they are telling me that this mundane adulthood is inevitable but
i understand now that none of it has to be with you.

lazy monday.

some baked goods and some hypem.