July 2012
12 posts
I am beginning to realize that taking the self out of our essays is a form of...
– Kate Zambreno, in her new book, Heroines. A review copy has arrived at Kelley’s place in San Francisco, where I’m staying for ____, and because she is at work all day I will probably steal it and devour it and lie digesting it til dark. (via snprickett)
I WONDER WHAT THEY WERE SAYING THAT WAS SO FUCKING...
Two chairs were positioned together in a room right as the sun began to set on a huge empty house. The towering front french windows rested un-shuttered and the amber rays flooded in on the two curved chairs that stood a few feet from each other, angled in as if in indefinite intimate conversation.
The house was on the sea and it was waves crashing that kept them company in that seeping glow....