jolie laide

jolie laide

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 seem to be allergic to this state. Some of my skin has gone rubbery and hot, like an octopus tossed onto a bed of asphalt. For this, I am taking any number of pills each day. I smell like chemicals and lizards are licking the inside of my skull.


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