2010-01-02 - 9:38 a.m.
the foundation pit
i have a photo of my mom on her cell phone, making her way through the phone tree of some social service agency. behind her, there is a statue of a capering clown, old people's lace curtains, a cold light through the window.
i was trying to photograph my grandfather's last birthday, but all the pictures are really fucking bleak.
god, it's just really fucking bleak here right now.
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reading: the foundation pit, andrey platonov.
listening to: elephant gun.
working on: helping where i am needed.
in the garden: there's a soft powder snow in the wind.