it’s Sunday today.

keeping up appearances.

read the Selznick memos
from way back when
beauty mattered
much, and how.

http://www.hrc.utexas.edu/exhibitions/web/gwtw/wardrobe/bazaar/bazaar.html
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http://www.hrc.utexas.edu/exhibitions/web/gwtw/wardrobe/plunkett/memo31339.html

how simply but kindly to the point people spoke in those days.

an empty room is a good room
i need to get out of here

how do you get rid of stuff
after 10 manic years worth of collecting
a sick mountain of shit
how to start, what a bore
or maybe a fire?

i may clean my ass
but my sins won’t ever wash off

i killed the fruits

comes out after the rain
i call her Ms.Margot, the escargot.

giotah helps me with my skin cheat sheet.
four lines I can never remember,
as they had been idiotically translated.

I never knew my good friend Cheryl Merkowski was such a good actress. Pathos and ethos.

next week is the final week of the turbulent two month run of Eldorado
final cawl – book your seats

Hello Mother, hello Dad. The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower–suitable to any occasion.