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.


There is a damp spot on your shoulder. There is an overdraft on your checking account. She is standing in the loading dock smoking a cigarette and watching herself in a pocket mirror. A homeless guy is digging in the garbage for a cup to piss into. Buses are pulling out of the lot at 8th and Folsom, charging downtown in a roaring herd.

I'm pretty sure that this doesn't mean that much. We eat the doughnut and long for the hole.


Blogger goodwillgirl said...

Have you noticed how most snow gets to fall only once? It lands on a street or a sidewalk or someone's yard. But some snow lands in the branch of a tree, making it ever so heavy, and then falls again when the branch can no longer bear the weight.

11:36 AM  
Blogger ttractor said...

I hadn't thought about it, but I do like the opportunity to fall twice. Thank you for that.

10:24 PM  

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