Archive for February, 2001

Hawk

Thursday, February 22nd, 2001

In a clearing near the river, I found a fallen red-tailed hawk. It looked as though it had slammed face-first into the earth, wings outspread, neck turned at an unnatural angle. The fine down of the underwings trembled a little in the breeze. It was summer.
I returned a week later and [...]

huh?

Wednesday, February 21st, 2001

I just took some sort of questionable personality test that labels me a “mastermind” or INTJ. What the hell does this mean? Is this a good thing? Why do I suddenly feel like I've been found out to be the cold-hearted shitty bastard that I secretly know I am?

Canoe

Tuesday, February 13th, 2001

The father and son go fishing a final time. They have been doing this for too long, since the lake was a pond and the son a boy — now, the lake is nearly an ocean, the son is an old man, and the father, barely larger than a child, has hands thin and [...]

last night's dream conversation with a woman who walked out of the earth

Sunday, February 11th, 2001

her: into the air and out of my grave.
me: Hamlet.
her: conversely. But you, so noble, will defend me from my own bone-choked heart.

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