Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: September 2002

Workbook: September, 2002

September 30, 2002: she burned me once with a lit cigarette
September 29, 2002: Young woman's voice, singing softly at the piano.
September 28, 2002: Tall boy, sleepless, walks at dawn into a donut store on Haight Street.
September 27, 2002: Why's she unable to say my name?
September 26, 2002: I saw him on the bus one morning with a teenage girl in braces.
September 25, 2002: I asked her friend once, "How can you watch her poison herself and not intervene?"
September 24, 2002: I saw a crippled man struggle with his aluminum arm-crutches.
September 23, 2002: Pretty girl in the farmers' market.
September 22, 2002: Directed dream. Waco Street, San Diego.
September 21, 2002: From the lagoon to the inland jungle to the deep volcanic caves, the entire island lay in silence.
September 20, 2002: Isn't she a closet dom?
September 19, 2002: I have no inner sense of the passage of time.
September 18, 2002: I dreamt that her cat came to me with an urgent mission.
September 17, 2002: The association of stardom with anorexia began early...
September 16, 2002: We made love once in the kitchen of her parents' house.
September 15, 2002: Take the damn picture already.
September 14, 2002: Illuminations.
September 13, 2002: What is intuition?
September 12, 2002: Blogging is Internet folk art.
September 11, 2002: "Things would be different if I were king..."
September 10, 2002: I saw her, I think, inside a Mexican restaurant I knew she would love.
September 9, 2002: Max Brod seems to have been a super nice guy, but you have the sense he wasn't the brightest bulb in Prague.
September 8, 2002: So Life, my friend: is the irony really necessary under all circumstances?
September 7, 2002: Why are Merry and Pippin there?
September 6, 2002: There was a night when she glowed in the dark.
September 5, 2002: "Why do they call it the 'Golden Gate Bridge' if it's painted orange?"
September 4, 2002: Sketch: John.
September 3, 2002: Parting gifts. We gave each other earrings...
September 2, 2002: As a child her father would lock her in the closet, often for hours.
September 1, 2002: His thinking is shallow and eclectic...