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| BEING QUEER IN AMERICA: A Journal of DisintegrationBy » hazel on Mon Jul 27, 20090 Comments | | five. man on second avenue at 2:00 a.m. (n.y.c.): "This guy I know was
walking with a friend of his around West Street. They had gone into one of
the bars and had a beer and after they left they were walking down the
street when this car from Jersey cruised by ... kids came around all the
time... |
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| snooky ookumBy » hazel on Sun May 4, 20080 Comments | | http://www.laweekly.com/news/features/what-would-genet-do/2670/
What Would Genet Do?
Why I’m not the marrying kind
By Vaginal Davis
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Would my patron Saint Genet get married? I seriously doubt he’d hightail
it to Gananoque with one of the giant Palestinian or Black... |
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| duty to hateBy » hazel on Fri Feb 8, 20080 Comments | | "The Pet Shop Boys have always hated most of the prevailing attitudes
and tried to do the opposite. Our hatred of what other people do has always
helped us redefine our actions. To hate a lot of things is tantamount to
really caring about others. If you like everything, you deal with nothing.
When... |
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| Jean Genet, DeathwatchBy » hazel on Sun Feb 3, 20080 Comments | | GREEN EYES [sadly]: Listen, I tell you it's so sad that I wish it were
night so I could try to cling to my heart. I'd like--I'm not
ashamed to say it--I'd like, I'd like, I'd like, I'd
like to...to cuddle up in my arms.
MAURICE: Calm down, control yourself.
GREEN EYES [still sadly]: And now... |
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| on the damned human raceBy » hazel on Fri Nov 23, 20070 Comments | | I am the only man living who understands human nature; God has put me in
charge of this branch office; when i retire there will be no one to take my
place. I shall keep on doing my duty, for when i get over on the other
side, i shall use my influence to have the human race drowned again, and
this... |
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| very fishyBy » hazel on Fri Oct 12, 20070 Comments | | "Hazel picke up a nobbly purplish starfish from the bottom of the pool
and popped it into his nearlyu full gunny sack. " I wonder what they
do with them' he said.
"Do with what?" Doc asked
"The starfish" said Hazel...
"THey study them" Doc said patiently and he remebered that he
had... |
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| RésuméBy » hazel on Mon Aug 20, 20070 Comments | | Résumé
by Dorothy Parker
Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.
http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/parker/ |
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| We Are the Music MakersBy » hazel on Mon Jul 16, 20071 Comment | | We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;—
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it... |
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| The Looking Glass to See from the Other SideBy » hazel on Fri Jun 15, 20070 Comments | | Scratached on the other side, a mirror stops being a mirror and becomes a
piece of glass. Mirrors are for seeing on this side, and glass is for
seeing what's on the other side.
Mirrors are for scratching.
Glass is for shattering...and crossing to the other side...
From the mountains of the... |
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| Confessions of a Cut & Paste ArtistBy » hazel on Sat May 19, 20070 Comments | | http://www.wired.com/wired/archive/13.07/gibson_pr.html
God's Little Toys:
Confessions of a Cut & Paste Artist
by William Gibson
When I was 13, in 1961, I surreptitiously purchased an anthology of Beat
writing - sensing, correctly, that my mother wouldn't approve.
Immediately, and to my... |
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| excerpted dream-like violenceBy » hazel on Wed Mar 7, 20071 Comment | | Crowds of people moved through the street with a dream-like violence. As
he looked at their broken hands and torn mouths he was overwhelmed by the
desire to help them, and because this desire was sincere, he was happy
despite the feeling of guilt which accompanied it.
He saw a man who appeared... |
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| no summary will doBy » hazel on Tue Feb 27, 20070 Comments | | When she had come back home, social conversation was impossible for her
because she could not lie. She could not say to those old acquaintances,
"Hey, girl, you looking good," when she saw how the years had
dusted their bronze with ash, the eyes that had once opened wide to the
moon bent into grimy... |
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| oh k...By » hazel on Sun Feb 11, 20070 Comments | | Dear [Hazel],
I met you on the corner of Laurier and St. Laurent. You were really drunk
or something and were on the ground in the street, so I put you in the bank
with some water and cheese so you are warm and have a snack.
Take care of yourself, you seem to take a lot of risks. You seem better... |
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| Civil Disobedience and Rave CultureBy » hazel on Fri May 5, 20067 Comments | | CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE AND RAVE CULTURE
or, How To Fight For Your Right To Party
by NULL, of the Malatesta League (malatestaleague@usa.net)
Over the last couple years, "civilized" society has found a whole
new enemy for the war on drugs. Raves were originally underground parties
that were... |
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| The Neverending StoryBy » hazel on Mon Mar 27, 20061 Comment | | so mambo miam miam was weird and great for lots of reasons, but one was
that they played that great remix of the neverending story theme. i'm
reading the book again, and earlier in the morning i'd biked past a
warehouse called Artex, the name of the hero's horse, so then to hear
that song almost... |
