January 2012
3 posts
James Joyce & Breakups
I had a physics professor who talked about “Finnegan’s Wake,” and the difficulty of translating intentionally nonsensical passages into other languages. He was comparing language to DNA. I was identifying styles of domestic architecture, I was shrinking in the drier, I was behaving like a wave and a particle, I was regenerating limbs, I was reapplying lipstick, I was there, using...
Imaginary
I’m great at being an imaginary friend, but terrible at sexual torture. I can’t beat people with belts without hitting them in the balls, even if they’re women. I’m so insecure about it I have enrolled in Imaginary Friend Grad School. I stay up all night on adderall, turning invisible and putting ketchup in grownups’ coffee. If I see people being beaten with belts on...