A girl learns many things from her father. I could say: I learned everything I know about being a woman from my father, even though I know perfectly well this is not true at all. That is, at some perspective, … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2009
Generations don’t end evenly and ages don’t define relationships. Sometimes I am my aunt’s sister and sometimes I am my mother’s mother. I hope that sometimes she feels me to be her sister, her friend. Sometimes my brother is my … Continue reading
I love pogo punks tubby boys fist throwing boys chubby boys blubbery boys with their shirts off dirty boys bloody boys moshing in the dirt. I love the fighting boys the dancing boys throwing their bodies, the dance they do, … Continue reading