Archive for December, 2008
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Dec
08
arg: together in electric dreams
18
Dec
08
arg: 19 de diciembre, 1:40 a.m.
19 de diciembre, 1:40 a.m.
— Returning home after a grand conversación with Tord, Riccardo, and Hannah. A week to Christmas and we sit outside in comfortable weather, drinking mate and lemon water, discussing STDs and Italian phrases like, “Stop shitting on my penis.” Life is a fucking banquet. Talking also about the life in Argentina. The children of the projects. Always the same doomed questions: Can we change anything? Can things even change? We are born lucky. Yes, we are born lucky. And happiness is not difficult to find. It is not difficult to be happy. Not for me. I sit here, listening to “Ave Maria” and “Death and the Maiden,” writing in jeans and a bra, my puppy Tia Maria exhausted and attempting sleep on the bathroom tile floor. I have nothing to complain about. Am I naïve? One never knows.
La Quebrada de los Condoritos, Córdoba, Argentina.
08
Dec
08
arg: webs spun, lines drawn
