Was it art or fact? The unveiling of skin,
Those meandering mornings healing
Ghosts with bruised ribs.
I no longer understand, the strings of the mind
Are too short to use in this wrought chamber.
There’s a woman on a bench, lonely and unsettled,
Asking God, Where did my baby go?
He says, Did you not desire to be known?
She replies, But I was just catching my breath.
It’ll all come back around eventually,
There’s more ground at the end of the loophole.
Where I see you now, dancing along the setting sun.
How does it feel forgetting all too soon, the way
Winter dulls the grass? Am I some artifact,
Some backhanded memory, the cigarette you keep close?
All those human hours, burned into skin,
my cursive words. Do they speak like me?
I see the precariousness is underfoot, darling.
The concrete where we last kissed is evidence—
I’m not dead yet. Are you?
November Pleasures — Master List
FILM ✰
Fatal Attraction (1987)
Scent of a Woman (1992)
Heathers (1998)
Magnolia (1999)
Notting Hill (1999)
American Psycho (2000)
Lost in Translation (2003)
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
Little Women (2019)
Blonde (2022)
TV ✰
READING ✰
Human Hours by Catherine Barnett
The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion
Devotions by Mary Oliver
Antwerp by Roberto Bolaño
A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf
My Year of Rest and Relaxation by Otessa Moshfegh
The Wild Iris by Louise Glück
Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin
Septuagenarian Stew by Charles Bukowski
MUSIC ✰
V I N C E N T by FKJ
Blonde by Frank Ocean
Love & Hate by Michael Kiwanuka
CHROMAKOPIA by Tyler The Creator
A Seat at the Table by Solange
The Soul Album by Otis Redding
evermore by Taylor Swift
Stranger in The Alps by Phoebe Bridges
How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful by Florence + the Machine