Jun. 4th, 2008 | 04:45 pm
"it was as if i was falling last night, and i imagined myself as a bit of food, and i was safe in your mouth, and i would never die. it is the legacy of my family to change in the air, and smash as something new. not a woman, but a chair full of flowers. not a poet, but a donut, or a myth. go up there and get me a cracker, darling, and proudly, i walked."