Perhaps they were both soup spoons and it came down to a matter of preference but this seemed not correct. A few minutes later she remember they were tea spoons and momentarily felt incredibly stupid.

UPPER MIDDLE-CLASS AMERICANS EMULATED ARISTOCRATIC SOCIETY WITH THEIR OWN SMALL, SEMI-RURAL ESTATES. The water is brown from soy sauce on the plates. I have something to do. I have to cut it.

The Work of Artists and Brides. The day the bride left for Germany the father locked himself in his study. His wife knocked softly on the door. She heard from inside the violence of an ink pen, then tearing. Each heart knows its own sadness. What with the ocean and the years between us we will surely drift apart. The bride pulls her sister in. But you are my sister. When reading the work of artists, seek desperation. And they talk into one of the .

The airplane seat at best. Feels like a dentists chair. Have you put on your blue shoes today. Are they as sorry as your hands. Can you hear me praying to god. After i finish this 2010 olympics coke. I wish i could see the apartment building from here. Your shoes sitting in a tile square. Welcoming me away with a turned up nose. And a hand that held a plate.

Restraint is not a romantic word to me. did you know that the alphabet. Is just letters forming fragments that are never as accurate as our. They attempt to twist themselves into entire words. While sitting on pages like young children sitting on their hands. Trying not to grasp at all the things they cannot touch. i do not sit on my hands much anymore when people are. i slap the metaphorical stove, get burned, do not learn.