Friday, July 23, 2010
Comfortably Numb
Friday, February 27, 2009
What she was wearing
What She Was Wearing
by Denver Butson
this is my suicide dress
she told him
I only wear it on days
when I'm afraid
I might kill myself
if I don't wear it
you've been wearing it
every day since we met
he said
and these are my arson gloves
so you don't set fire to something?
he asked
exactly
and this is my terrorism lipstick
my assault and battery eyeliner
my armed robbery boots
I'd like to undress you he said
but would that make me an accomplice?
and today she said I'm wearing
my infidelity underwear
so don't get any ideas
and she put on her nervous breakdown hat
and walked out the door
"What She Was Wearing" by Denver Butson from Illegible Address. © Luquer Street Press, 2004. (buy it from Amazon)
I've never had a suicide dress. Closest I've ever come is a PMS dress, some interview underwear, and a pair of lucky socks. How about you?
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Stuff I'm looking at online
I've been looking at some things online that please me. No real reason, and I'm not a big spender, so no purchases in sight, but I thought you might like to surf vicariously.
Tiles. I love certain tiles. Isn't this beautiful?


And then, pedicabs and peditrucks with (and some without) electrical assist have me wishing for one, too!
Here is my current favorite design. I would totally drive this to work and the store.

And New Balance is putting out some less sporty looking shoes that promise to be comfy, too, This is good, and more companies need to pursue this 'niche'.
And really randomly and not at all commercial: here's a blog that is neat for its reflection on spirituality and ritual, within the framework of Judaism.
What are you finding that's good online?
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Stranger in a Known Land, or Frontier Living
Most of you know LP and I are an international, bilingual couple. That's one/ two? borders. We have each lived in each other's country of origin for significant periods of time. What we have noticed, and have confirmed as a pretty common experience with other bicultural folks, is that once you have truly crossed a border and lived in that other culture to the point of comfortably accepting many of the societal constructions of that place, you can't really ever completely come back home. That is, when you come back to the place you originally called home, it doesn't feel completely natural either. You have done irreparable 'damage' to your default world view. You can see why certain 'givens' in your culture seem silly/shocking/obscene to foreigners, because they now seem silly, etc. to you, too.
This can be a good thing, of course, but right now I am trying to get a feel for the size of the impact on a human psyche over a lifetime of not being able to go 'home'. Or maybe trying to figure out what two people can do in such a frontierland to create their own home(land?). But also, right now we are living in a few other significant liminal spaces as well, so it is perhaps more on my mind than usual. And I don't mean to say that it's horrible: it's just different, I think, from what I perceive most other peoples' experience to be.
So, if you feel like it, please tell me about your experience of being 'other' or of being caught between two worlds. Can people who share a similar experience meet up and be citizens of some combined no-man's land, even if their original border crossing happened on a different kind of threshold? What do you think? I have a practical/objective hunch that our situation is not as exceptional as I subjectively feel it to be, yet that assumption doesn't make it feel less real to me. Why should that be?