When you walk out into this night You will find what you’re looking for – Or maybe a little bit more. Gunpowder on a stick So sweet that it hurts to lick; A border where lace confronts thigh Patrolled by a a jealous eye; A star in the forehead, A golden sieve, And all youContinue reading “All the king’s sweets (a song for overgrown children)”
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The sleeping season
I pretty much fall asleep everywhere I go these days. Standing up on the metro, I bury my face in my sleeve, and sleep like one of those horses who can do it without lying down. Sitting down on the metro, I rest my head on The Man’s shoulder, and literally a minute and aContinue reading “The sleeping season”
This isn’t autumn anymore
My new (ridiculously priced) coat is black, and all of the (somewhat) affordable accessories this season have been black – black leather gloves, black wool hat, black platform boots, black patent leather bag. I dress up for the weather, but always try to remember to put on a pair of heart-patterned socks underneath, or maybeContinue reading “This isn’t autumn anymore”
Reasons not to hate autumn
If you have seasonal depression like me – especially if said depression is being abetted by something else that’s crappy – you need this list. It was put together with help and inspiration from Sarah, who is a true autumn-lover. Autumn, for me, is like some good-looking but terrible man who arrives in town onceContinue reading “Reasons not to hate autumn”
On the metro. 9 p.m.
My big shoulder-bag, one of the stars of this essay, doesn’t lend itself to traveling with an iPod if I don’t have a coat with pockets on. On the metro, coming back from spray-painted, moonlit Obolon’, I ended up having to stuff it in the waistband of my jeans as I stood by the door,Continue reading “On the metro. 9 p.m.”
Natalia A. 