Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Victoria Williams: 0183
If someone walked in now and saw how we’ve squeezed our lives into this one room, and now he lies on the bed lost in thought and I sit on the desk, and we listen to blues music in the evening, they’d probably be impressed at how it’s all fit together.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Friday, January 4, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Eva Jackson: 0029
Novemberfest
It’s a moveable feast:
The Bierfest skips
From city to city, they
Have streamlined the ingredients of Party, there are
Serried ranks of benches,
Tokens
Bavaria
Sausage Platter from the canteen in the corner,
Tiny dirndl, corset, braids
Photobooth
Oom-pah.
It’s a month past October,
But still they strike up again.
Same perfect cast, and the waitresses
Without an inch of spare body fat
Have little bandages tied around their hands and wrists
To stop the mugs slipping:
Stigmata of the bierfest girls.
It’s a moveable feast:
The Bierfest skips
From city to city, they
Have streamlined the ingredients of Party, there are
Serried ranks of benches,
Tokens
Bavaria
Sausage Platter from the canteen in the corner,
Tiny dirndl, corset, braids
Photobooth
Oom-pah.
It’s a month past October,
But still they strike up again.
Same perfect cast, and the waitresses
Without an inch of spare body fat
Have little bandages tied around their hands and wrists
To stop the mugs slipping:
Stigmata of the bierfest girls.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Victoria Williams: 0182
You should never meet your heroes. In the men’s room. When you’re a girl. Or if you do, at least try to make it look not so much like you were waiting...
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