Monday, May 5, 2008


Today the snow was falling and I immediately felt more removed and dreaming. It flew at me in vortexes, big tasty flakes in my eyelashes and my hair. I did a lot of walking today, three meetings at different points in the city center. I remember getting to poetry class one day my first semester at Brown and my friend Stacey going, Ming did you fall in a snowbank on the way here?

Vortexes of snow. "My love is bottomless." I left my apartment tightly closed up for my ten days in Korea, but the Mongolian silt has layered over the kitchen again.

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