when i went to paris in the year of our lord i was fascinated by these apartment door bells. they’re out on the street, you can touch them, i felt like pressing one of them just to see what would happen. would an awkward conversation ensue, en broken français, would s/he shout abuse at me,Continue reading “your name here”
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heartbeats
this is a sort of a reply to you period aku ingin berjalan malam-malam denganmu comma menghitung tiap cobbled stone dengan detakan jantungku period aku akan membelikanmu poppy seed bagel di sebuah toko kelontong yahudi di le marais comma mari mulai lagi period mungkin kau ingin mengunjungi le pure café comma tempat ethan hawke danContinue reading “heartbeats”
L’eau de robinet
(A picture of a dairy cow blown to smithereens, the body parts forming the letter O in mid air. Jagged edge. Cartoon explosion like a spoke wheel.) A photo of children heads down on water spouts in a park in the 12eme arrondissement. A Pakistani kid with a water lily razor cut into his buzzContinue reading “L’eau de robinet”
HIKAYAT USMAN BIN AFFAN VOL. 1
di sudut tendanya usman bin affan menghitung merjan mengkilap upeti kurir yang mengantar pesan menyerah dari raja-raja sejazirah arab tahun depan, kordoba! pikirnya. dielusnya janggut yang keriting seperti sulur anggur dibelainya kuran dari kulit onta, percikan-percikan darah di sudutnya ya muhammad, jalan pedang membawa kejayaan lebih cepat daripada badai gurun melenyapkan pucuk tenda pedagang kurma!Continue reading “HIKAYAT USMAN BIN AFFAN VOL. 1”
The Latitudes of Homosocial Motility Within Heterosexual Desire in Matthew Lewis’s The Monk (Prose Version)*
i was reading the monk when i realised i was in paris with my mum. it was early morning, still dark, and she had already gone for her morning walk. she had been taking pictures of unemptied rubbish bins around champs-élysées and abandoned rent-a-bikes everywhere that she said look like dead bodies. “they used toContinue reading “The Latitudes of Homosocial Motility Within Heterosexual Desire in Matthew Lewis’s The Monk (Prose Version)*”
magdalare
sederet nama dan bau bawang, sepiring merguez dan citron presse segan yang mengambang di ujung parasol turis-turis st-germain-des-prés
everyone else has had more sex than me ooo ooo
i was walking along a canal in 2003 and i saw a poster for ‘morrissey live in concert’ plastered at the back of a gondola, and that was the first time i realised ‘live’ is just evil spelled backwards. i was reading badai pasti berlalu two weeks ago and i got to page 343 andContinue reading “everyone else has had more sex than me ooo ooo”
I dig lyrics
3 31 in two daysi barely stand the lineat d’Orsay the Seinea stone’s throw awayas green as a home 7 i visited Knole while you were awaywindows shutcurtains drawn dreamcatchers stillon porchesthe wisterias need trimming 4 it’s Octoberthe kindest monthi look for a jardin anglais a large V in cressan army of steel green lazyContinue reading “I dig lyrics”
people take pictures of each other taking pictures of each other
no idea what i thought when i saw yr picture the first time i thought of paris jardin du luxembourg pale frogs sunning themselves in the november cold the pale cream earth of the good arrondisements visiting yr sarcophagus next door at the tombes des grands hommes 100 years y.a.d. get myself a treat ofContinue reading “people take pictures of each other taking pictures of each other”
You and I are a gang of losers
di limewire aku download the dears. all albums. seperti rekomendasimu. atau sebenarnya, seperti sekilas seperti kudengar kau katakan di antara bising mr brightside dan celotehan teman2mu di sekitar kita, kau suka mereka. kau tidak pernah menyuruhku melakukan apa2. kau adalah sesuatu yang baru dalam hidupku. dan aku selalu ingin tahu segalanya tentang hal2 baru dalamContinue reading “You and I are a gang of losers”
Divagyrations 