Posted in Uncategorized on 04/30/2011 06:37 pm by Classic NYer
He told me he wanted to tell me something which he didn’t want me to tell anyone. My response was “Who would I tell anyway?” Of course, in retrospect, there are quite a few people I could tell, including you. And granted, you don’t know him, or even really me, or anyone else involved, but I feel compelled to silence.
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brooklyn, harlem, jazz band, professor, subway, tears, trumpet
Posted in Uncategorized on 04/29/2011 07:50 pm by Classic NYer
Mother once described the form of each piece as “everybody plays a song, and then a bunch of other stuff happens, and then they play the song again and stop.” (Those of you who know about jazz improvisational forms are probably laughing your asses off, and the rest of you are like “Um , okay, I don’t get the joke.” It’s fine. Just move on.)
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heart of haiti, high school, jazz band, mother, mother's day, music
Posted in Uncategorized on 04/23/2011 10:50 am by Classic NYer
Who was she and what character was she becoming? Where could she be going on a Saturday morning where her face was not welcome in its natural state? With every new color she added, she surprised me, because I thought the previous one would be sufficient, but apparently it was not…
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colors, hiding, makeup, subway, the bronx, train
Posted in Poetry Corner on 04/22/2011 10:05 pm by Classic NYer
My socks came up to my knees.
It would have been way too much trouble
to undress…
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burlesque, dance, fiona apple, nakedness, the beatles, visibility
Posted in Uncategorized on 04/20/2011 03:26 pm by Classic NYer
You get into a tiff with a friend over something truly stupid. I mean something so stupid you feel stupid just repeating it out loud. Something like “you walked right by me and didn’t say hello, you jackass!”…
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argument, friends
Posted in Music Monday on 04/18/2011 08:00 pm by Classic NYer
Just call out my name, and you know wherever I am I’ll come running…
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Posted in Uncategorized on 04/16/2011 04:09 pm by Classic NYer
Now begins the season of deluge…
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optimism, rain, spring
Posted in Poetry Corner on 04/15/2011 10:25 pm by Classic NYer
But why should you be like me?
I’m no angel…
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angel, ghost, kiss, love, mistake
Posted in Uncategorized on 04/14/2011 05:45 pm by Classic NYer
I celebrate my non-conformity and insubordination. (I heard those two words quite a bit in high school; the former from my peers and the latter from the dean.) I celebrate the fact that I’m not dead yet despite my best efforts. I celebrate the Rite of Spring, and the fact that it gets warmer every year after the winter is over.
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alcohol, celebrate, clever girls collective, graduation, shutterfly, singing, sponsored, spring, writing
Posted in Uncategorized on 04/12/2011 11:44 am by Classic NYer
It will not be enough to simply kill mother. It would then be necessary to clean the blood off the tiles, and out of the grout between the tiles. And then, to pick up the tiles and clean the blood out from under them, where it will have invariably seeped. Quickly, quickly, before it stains…
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blood, clean, matricide, mother, suicide