4. Februar 2007

Back to back

Bard shuttling forth and back to red hook now. trying to make this bard life anew. a new apartment but otherwise everything is tooooo familiar to allow for very much memory of absence. The first week poured a full dose of irony down my throat, tasting of bitter apricot and pennies.
I open my suitcases, the scent carried over sea planes, still zipped in with too many scarves and striped stockings. So this is how germany smelled? smoke and lavender.

1 Kommentar:

Sophie or a hat gesagt…

oh, back to bard, back to irony. sorry.