i think i'll take myself on a date

glow in the dark star sing to me

me, suzi, amber, and alex went to alabama to meet this kid, zach childree who's story i read in a magazine about alabama being the most unsafe place in the USA for gay people to live...for two days the red haired, modest 22 yo told us his story...we took notes in amazement, and we prepare to transform it into a screenplay...



we road elevators up to our hotel room, and explored the town where smoke blows from the streets...



the license plates in alabama say "stars fall on alabama"...somehow the stars tunred out to be flatened on the streets, like they've been smothered, and smushed, and not allowed to float and explode....as well, alex did this....



this morning we left.....on the car ride i got a blue tongue, and amber at corn.

the stars will really fall on

back to memphis.

i love this journal.


no one reads this shit and i can just scream into a vaccum.


beautiful.


and incomplete.


like all things.

alabama

interviewing zach childree yesterday and tonight. with 3 of my friends. hysterical in the hotel, shoot films and get at each others nerve endings like no tomorrow. blow smoke in her face and back flip onto bed. think of eric, and cry quietly wishing to hold him and never let go. i love you.

in love lasts forever

if i still missed you more the string would fall and fail the ringing center of my attention.




i lay sideways to hold you center

last time feel thoughtless

i think myself into your room and hold you to make your head spin