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Author Archives: whatwhippedcreamismadeof
“I can’t rememb…
“I can’t remember how you smell. I wonder if that sort of thing changes after 13 years.”
Categories: snippets
rach(a)els & jo(h)ns
There are a number of “Jo(h)n”s in my life and an even larger number of “Robert”s. Almost every Jo(h)n I know is the kindest, most giving man I have ever met. Each time I am introduced to a new Jo(h)n I begin the conversation by telling them this and the blush from flattery tints their face right before they turn sad and gray from the burden of expectation just placed in their hands. Yet almost every Jo(h)n lives up to […]
Categories: Uncategorized • Tags: Dream, Dream Journals
maybelle
“Do you do water gardens at all? Is there an interest in this area? I’ve always been interested…” “I’ve done a few. I’d actually like to put a water feature in the front. There’s a school nearby and the kids always pass the house. I’d like to put something in that they can play in…you know, just splash around with their hands.” The conversation went something like that. The mind went something like, “I love people who build to share.” […]
Categories: snippets • Tags: bay area, landscaping, san francisco, Water feature, Water garden
“For many years…
“For many years I’ve had a shallow interest in origami and a deep interest in cock.” So my boyfriend gifted me the book, “Kokigami.” Read more about it here: http://www.sepulchritude.com/suffer/volumetwo/kookigami.html
Categories: snippets
distill my heart
“Will you go home with me?” I stood in front of her and petted her bangs, heavily exhaling 6 hours of fermentations on her face. Her hair was BEAUTIFUL. I stared at her fringe all night and this was the first conversation that didn’t start with me asking about her hair. “Did you cut your bangs that angle on purpose?” “I love how the curve shows off your eyebrow.” “Have I met you before? Did you have curly hair?” She said […]
Categories: stories
follow the leader
Driving through oh-my-god-I’m-going-to-die fog is one of my favorite things. It’s thick and creamy and gray and dreamy. Give me a few passengers and I love it even more. I’ll scream during every turn of the tour out of sheer joy and excitement. When am I ever up that early with actual people to share being up that early with? But this morning I was by myself so I kept quiet and got lost. I thought about leadership. It was scary […]
hocus pocus
Sometimes you’re leaning in a doorway, watching a man eat a steak with his pants and boxers around his ankles, and to be polite, you avert your eyes and see a small red Dirt Devil by your side. You ask aloud, “What was that movie called about witches who rode vacuums? With Sarah Jessica Parker, Bette Midler, and some fat, funny woman?” You can’t remember. No one around you can either. The following day you’re still talking about it (with […]
Categories: stories • Tags: Bette Midler, Halloween, Hocus Pocus, Sarah Jessica Parker, Witchcraft
not the trees or the clouds
Environments trigger more sensations in me in than music, art – maybe even people. It’s why I rearrange my bedroom when I’m upset, it’s why a disheveled office inspires curiosity, it’s why naval air stations trigger plasmic releases from my nether regions. It was my first excursion to the Alameda Naval Air Station at night. Everything from the security lights just bright enough to meet code, to the massive ships that were the finest examples of neo brutalist architecture on a […]
Categories: stories • Tags: Alameda California, Alameda Naval Air Station, Brutalist architecture
ryan
You know how they say serial killers usually start off hurting animals? Ryan’s idea of a play date was me coming over to watch him hurl bricks at lizards sunbathing on his backyard wall. The kid played sports and had great aim. Ryan’s idea of a play date was me coming over to watch him give baby birds that had fallen out of trees swimming lessons. The kid had a shovel and could dig deep holes fast. Ryan’s idea of […]
Categories: stories
drearose 