Milkwood

"Listen. It is night moving in the streets, the processional salt slow musical wind in Coronation Street and Cockle Row, it is the grass growing on Llareggub Hill, dewfall, starfall, the sleep of birds in Milk Wood."

Dylan Thomas

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October 27, 2014

Layers in The Town of Llareggub

body the last of my cherry blossom body cream carefully rubbed into the skin of my forearms and upper arms, breasts, upper back, stomach, lower back, butt, fronts and backs of thighs and calves, ...


I like idealism as a concept, but most highly idealistic people I’ve known have either turned incredibly bitter and nasty over time or have remained ridiculously naive through the years and grown...


October 20, 2014

Seeing Red in The Town of Llareggub

Warm and startling shades of red were smeared across this whole day, a necessary contrast to the blue and cool that permeated the air outside. I had a feeling today would be very cold, and it wa...


The less than handful of you who’ve been reading me since I first started a diary on opendiary two summers ago might perhaps remember me writing about how shy I feel wearing bikinis, how I avoide...


Twirling a lock of my hair on my fingertip and sucking the remnant of the black currant iced tea I just sipped from the outer curves of my lips. Mmm, fruity and a little bit floral. If he kisse...


The Wicker Man from ‘73 on in the background and the feeling of a drop or two of water dripping from the inside of my ear, left over from a quick shower taken after my walk. Was surprised I coul...


I showed up at Ruby Tuesday an hour late for my friend Andrea’s party, smiled at her and explained about the two hour long traffic jam to get south of the city and handed her a birthday card and ...


3 a.m. panic attack induced by my brain going into hyperdrive finding patterns in things. So many intricate little similarities I see plotted in the same places on different things a hundred tim...


Ever since I was a small child, one of my favorite conversation topics has been funny stories about crazy people. Anyone who can appreciate such a topic is automatically my new best friend. I f...


It’s been almost two months since she visited. Late July, I remember I made my baby sister a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting and piped a simple “YAY MADDIE!” in purple frosting onto ...


The appropriate response to being told to “check your privilege” for being white, male, or conservative is to look the bitch, male or female, in the eyes and tell ‘em what an ignorant, prejudiced...


September 18, 2014

Four Floors... in The Town of Llareggub

Missing this hotel I stayed at this summer. Getting into the elevator on a sweltering afternoon in a little black tank dress with a small pink umbrella in my hand. Well dressed stranger, man in...


Every September brings incredible muscle aches for me in my lower back. Not sure why. Tension over the cold world approaching- a world that always feels foreign and endless to me? A change in ...


Weeks ago, William and I were driving down a little street nearby in the afternoon, enjoying all the gorgeous summer green, flower filled lawns, and came upon a man who looked to be in his late t...


My back feels so tense; won’t one of you please massage it for me? Hahaha. The sky is about to light up, and I’m laying here twirling locks of my hair around my fingertips. My fingers like to f...


September 07, 2014

In Dreams... in The Town of Llareggub

Vagueness leaves an open space around me, the freedom of leaving things undefined. Wording a lack of definition kind of provides definition, though. The camera lens focuses in, the difference b...


Hard to believe it’s been more than ten years since the birth of my love for traditional fall-time weather. One of the most enjoyable days to me in memory was Labor Day, 2003. Looked up the dat...


Little cardboard coupons shaped like maple leaves- green on the outside and yellow and orange on the inside, a slight chill in the late evening breeze that makes me question for a second if I sho...


My brown striped and spotted kitty cat, Riley, is curled up half on my thigh, purring and sleeping. Been like this for some time now. His fur is short and extremely silky, his legs are especial...


My hairdresser told me that the secret to blow-drying my curly hair with a diffuser is to barely touch the hair with my fingers while doing so. Relieved to finally be in on the secret that would...


The bust of my black slip dress with lace trim kept falling down today and revealing the top of my nude push-up bra. I kept lifting it up every two minutes or so but tried to be gentle about it ...


I sat by the window this afternoon and looked out at the gathering grey clouds, awaiting the downpour with a subdued eagerness. Humorous characters came in and out of the little Jewish deli, an ...


Exhausted from walking around in a hot city all afternoon. I usually avoid Fells Point, because it’s dirty, trashy, and all the while pretentious, but I wanted to be there for a friend. Amazes ...


Have to sleep soon and wake up hellishly early to go to a wedding in Annapolis. Trouble sleeping, so I painted my nails platinum white and played Tomodachi Life while waiting for my nails to dry...


Alone with my thoughts for a little while before sleep. I’ll have a lot more time to be alone with my thoughts in a day and a half. Tomorrow’s her last full day here. I’m going to be so sad....


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