Evelyn Monette built a tarp to protect the squirrels went to the principals office bc her daughter got caught smoking and said “so what the fuck is wrong with kate” wait til you get to my office and we’ll smoke a pack now get the microscope out of kate’s ass.
Put this thing in rewind
Caught a cab to wal mart in hats and stilettos. There was one cab in town.
Jerry Monette – met her husband because of a fear of spiders
keeping your enemies close because
they weren’t enemies
they were just better
astral weeks in the house that dog shit built
NEVER HAVE I EVER TOLD A WHITE LIE
BUT YES TO A GOLDEN LIE. ONE TO BRIGHTEN
YOUR STORIES AND TO GLITTER YOUR WRONG DOINGS
TO MAKE THEM SPARKLE
NEVER I HAVE I EVER WANTED ANYTHING
MORE THAN TO MAYBE SEE WHAT IT’S
LIKE TO BE DIANA ROSS. BEING TWENTY
FOUR IS LIKE BEING HIGH ON BRAIN
YOUR WHITNEY HOUSTON TRIAL
PERIOD STARTS NOW.
the memory of the smell of dirt
a heard of deer passing through my little girl frame
the memory of the smell of the dirt turned up by the roots of the trees
hauled off by the trucks
I am Mucinex DM high on accident
and fuck this NPR sitar right now.
There is also another instrument that sounds
like a fish flopping around on a dock somewhere.
It’s good until REM comes in and is like –
ok let us in on this shit.
NPR is like -
ok. Bring back the fish flopper too.
It’s almost midnight.
Run that ad about leaving us in the will again.
When you asked me to please stop smoking inside
Of course I didn’t listen.
I didn’t even open a window.
Now it’s your birthday-
and I’m sitting at home alone
picking my nose
and refusing the urge to light up a cigarette
as if it were some ceremonial gesture in your honor
Bad At Dates
Going on a first date
turns into let’s spend the next four days
Let’s roast a pork shoulder.
Let’s move in.
Oh My God Where Have You Been
Taylor and I play outside at least 6 hours per day. He’s got the hose running, making rivers in the dirt for our plastic animals. Poor mother when she gets the water bill. I’m in charge of making all of the little trees out of clumps of moss. When you stick the moss on a tiny twig you get the best trees, and more moss for the grass. There is no narrative, just hours of setting it up. For the ants or the toads I guess. Or just out of boredom. Tiny landscapes on the edge of the woods, in the dust patch next to the gas tank. Mom says don’t sit on it because we might make it explode and then we’d have no house to live in. She didn’t say don’t throw rocks at it though, so you can hear the sci fi sounds.
I. At the zoo with Abe, we admired the Cheetahs for 45 minutes or so. We were trying to convince ourselves that they didn’t really need all that much room to run and then I recalled a Jack Hanna documentary I’d seen about a Cheetah ranch out west where a woman would drive her jeep alongside the mile-long enclosure and they would chase her in the car. She said it was vital for their muscles and their joints to have the space to reach top speed, which is approximately 70 mph. When I was a kid I would have my mother drive her white Landcruiser down the highway at 70 mph so I could stick my hand out of the window, to feel what it was like to be a Cheetah
II. Moving onto the Elephants, Abe told me how one of them had lost her baby and she had been in a pit of depression since the occurrence. He said she was probably feeling better, with the sun out and all. We took some photos and one turned out excellent.
III. Abe’s favorite animal is the Caracal, also known as the desert lynx. Abe identifies strongly with cats. We have also spent a lot of time thinking about how we might be wizards. My spirit animal is a rabbit and Abe’s is a cat. Abe’s mom dislikes all of his friends except for me. She raises rabbits and we both took a liking to one we deemed “The Storybook Rabbit” His fur was velvety and brown and he looked a lot like Benjamin Bunny. I never minded how her house smelled like a cacophony of animal piss.
IV. We looked at the otters and they seemed to be working out in some kind of otter gym. One of them was playing a game where he tried to keep a rock balanced on a stick while laying on his back.
V. We hated the Bonobos. They just cum all over everything.
A couple of girls describing iced white chocolate lattes as ‘like sex in your mouth’
The boys have on oversized suits while the girls bitch about Lena Dunham’s book at my college.
Diet Snapple all around. People have really small laptops. They gaze into my cold sore.
Cooked to a mush and eaten slowly in the dark