I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
oh god, oh yes. sweet potato pie and cheap beer, behind the fly-spotted door with the sign that says "Cha-wa-wa puppies for sale" windows steamed from frying hamburgers and their buns as big as dinner plates.
posted by ttractor @ 4:47 PM
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