2004-01-17 - 11:21 a.m.
my sister is having a breakdown in new york so I swept the floor and made a list of things to do.
call will
call jeff
call megan
painting class wed. 12:00
photograph paintings
I sang her a lullaby on the phone and offered to beat up her ex boyfriend and/or send poetry to cheer her up but this is one she will have to handle herself, her big brother can't step in and feel these things for her. And it feels bad. She says she can't even eat soup.
my list climbs the wall with fingers of tape. It's written on the back of a piece of paper I will save, because it has Her handwriting on it.
Here we sit with our strange polarity, like antennae of suffering, with only the whole country between us to carry the arc.
