the books sitting on my desk right now:
Tràma : Kim Rosenfield
The Metamorphoses : Ovid
A Season in Hell and the Drunken Boat: Rimbaud
Duino Elegies and the Sonnets to Orpheus: Rilke
The Visible and the Invisible: Merleau-Ponty
Phenomenology of Self-Consciousness: Hegel
The Phenomenology Reader: eds Moran & Mooney
Collected Poems: Mallarmé
Memoirs of My Nervous Illness : Brandon Brown
DeathStar/Rico-chet: Judith Goldman
Non-Adhesive Binding : Books without Paste or Glue : Smith
The Collected Poems of Ted Berrigan
Books that were on my desk but Maggie swiped from me and put on her night stand next to our bed:
Selected Amazon Reviews : Kevin Killian
Burrow by Lauren Shufran
Cabinet Issue 21
Books that I ordered and are coming soon:
908-1078: Brandon Brown : get it here
the 2006 subscription from: Palm Press
and i'm still trying to get through fucking plato.
i had a dream last night in which i discovered that Lattimore actually translated EVERYONE and i was secretly heterosexual and in love with him because i only ever read HIM. every book said:
LATTIMORE'S... and then the title.
except for Kevin Killian's books.
and this may be because:
i fell asleep much earlier than maggie did last night because our upstairs neighbor had a party with a dj and hundreds of hipsters that lasted until 3:30 in the morning and i was totally annoyed because it seemed like there was a constant stream of conversations in which one of the smokers outside our bedroom window was always a Gemini and, like, that was so cool and they all rode Vespas [but maybe i inserted that for some reason]... so this was the night before last night, and thus... i fell asleep earlier than Maggie [who could sleep through the party which made me angry for some reason]...
and so... maggie was up reading Kevin's new book from Hooke Press [which everyone should have because of what i am about to tell you and also because Brent and Neil are doing an AMAZING job with these gorgeous books].... and i was fast asleep and maggie starts laughing convulsively and uncontrollably and wakes me up only... not completely... and she is in hysterics... and i am exhausted... so i start whining at her to stop it and she, of course, CAN'T... and i, not-awake, do not understand... so i start smacking her arm and whining louder which only makes it funnier for her. and me more confused.
and she woke up this morning and read some of the reviews to me and we both fell into hysterics.
my doctor says i have a "normal" heart. FYI.
that's all i got right now. it is my only day off this week. been fighting the flu for two weeks. only made it to one event this past weekend [the PLAY]. i wanted to go everywhere, though. i swear.