finally

Wed, 21 Jun 2006 01:03:32 GMT

i'm going to be living/ going to school in england for the next year.

i always want to remember this

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 18:58:39 GMT

THE CINNAMON PEELER by Michael Ondaatje

If I were a cinnamon peeler
I would ride your bed
and leave the yellow bark dust
on your pillow.

Your breasts and shoulders would reek
you could never walk through markets
without the profession of my fingers
floating over you. The blind would
stumble certain of whom they approached
though you might bathe
under rain gutters, monsoon.

Here on the upper thigh
at this smooth pasture
neighbor to your hair
or the crease
that cuts your back. This ankle.
You will be known among strangers
as the cinnamon peeler's wife.

I could hardly glance at you
before marriage
never touch you
-- your keen nosed mother, your rough brothers.
I buried my hands
in saffron, disguised them
over smoking tar,
helped the honey gatherers...

When we swam once
I touched you in water
and our bodies remained free,
you could hold me and be blind of smell.
You climbed the bank and said

this is how you touch other women
the grasscutter's wife, the lime burner's daughter.
And you searched your arms
for the missing perfume.

and knew

what good is it
to be the lime burner's daughter
left with no trace
as if not spoken to in an act of love
as if wounded without the pleasure of scar.

You touched
your belly to my hands
in the dry air and said
I am the cinnamon
peeler's wife. Smell me.

happy birthday!

Mon, 17 Jan 2005 19:28:35 GMT

congratulations to my best friend Sean Ryan Lamere Pierce on becoming a man today!!

i love you, boy. have a wonderful 18th birthday!! i'm anxious to talk to you as you are now matured and hopefully i'll discover that you now enjoy the smiths and a wide variety of vegetables.

friends only

Tue, 26 Aug 2003 03:03:42 GMT

you know.

we were on the roof of america, and all we could do was yell, i guess

finally

i always want to remember this

happy birthday!

friends only