Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
My kitten walks on velvet feet
And makes no sound at all;
And in the doorway nightly sits
To watch the darkness fall.
I think he loves the lady, Night,
And feels akin to her
Whose footsteps are as still as his,
Whose touch as soft as fur.
Night, Lois Weakley McKay
Image Edward Gorey & his cats
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Come from St. Petersburg, Scarlett and me
When I open my eyes, I was blind as can be
And to give a man luck, he must fall in the sea
And she wants you to steal and get caught
For she loves you for all that you are not
When you're falling down, falling down
When you're falling down, falling down, falling down
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
You know who I am,
you've stared at the sun,
well I am the one who loves
changing from nothing to one.
Sometimes I need you naked,
sometimes I need you wild,
I need you to carry my children in
and I need you to kill a child.
Leonard Cohen, You Know Who I Am
pic by Nan Goldin