Saturday, September 5, 2009

with fangs of fire and a gentle heart

i'm back in massachusetts, where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. that's the idea at least.

dear new york: you are gross, you are too hot or too cold, it hurts to breathe and i wake up nauseous in the mornings. i pay a lot of money for not a lot in return. i'm scared for the cyclists who ride without helmets. people are assholes and sometimes lack boundaries. but i'll miss the beautiful view from my fire escape, those two f subway stops above ground in brooklyn, the ambition of plants trying to grow. and i'll miss the artist formerly known as dino who has been once again taken by new jersey. and i'll miss the photo adventures, and the weekend run-aways into the city where i fall asleep in a different friend's apartment every night but the sounds outside are always the same. and trying to finish that handle of gin all summer. and the subway stop at waverly street, with the shitty bikes locked to it.

and the lesbians - always the lesbians - but that's a whole other story for another time. so there's no conclusion. instead i'll end with a quote said by martin luther king jr.:

"we must constantly build dykes of courage to hold back the flood of fear."


jacob said...

i'm so proud of us for finally finishing that gin. it would've felt so wrong to leave new york without having completed the task.

[eam] said...

also perfect end quote. lol.

jd stokely said...

thinking abt this summer.. i hated it. i was broke, there was always trash and manhattan was full of stylish, fast-walking ppl but no benches...

but ya know.. brooklyn, man. those brownstones on the quiet side streets and the beautiful ppl... and the lesbians, yes. :)

we gotta go back. for srs.

as always, a pleasure to read yr blog, m'dear.