and one of my favorites.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Old Toys & Nostalgia
Did you guys have these toys? I want to find them for my son. It's sort of an obsession but I don't want to buy them on ebay, I want them to be from a thriftstore I went to 2 thriftstores this week without any sort of toy section. I think it may be more like little church thriftstores that have a lot of toys and that's not the kind I went to. I LOVE these toys. At the same time, when I go to thriftstores lately I have a bad habit of buying stupid shit I could never ever want or need. Case in point -- a guy's mullet wig. "haha that's funny, who wouldn't want one of those?" you may ask. ME. If any of you sweet local friends who are obsessed w/ my cute son are good at thrift store shopping, hint hint.
milk
in the story of my life
i would be a girl
a pill-saddened
milk-laden
mouth-breathing girl
in the story of my life
i'd want to be a lamb
a milk-giving soft-breathing
daisy-laden lamb
in the story of my life
i am a blob
a pill-breathing
life-sleeping
half-pretty slob.
i would be a girl
a pill-saddened
milk-laden
mouth-breathing girl
in the story of my life
i'd want to be a lamb
a milk-giving soft-breathing
daisy-laden lamb
in the story of my life
i am a blob
a pill-breathing
life-sleeping
half-pretty slob.
Monday, April 15, 2013
Sunday, April 14, 2013
"The Big Break: A Manuscript" zine, first published February 1999
It may not seem like this, since the theme of this zine was ostensibly the urge for recognition, but I remember the inspiration for this writing coming from the walks I took, often at night and/or in the rain, through the beautiful, empty streets of Olympia. Being a big city girl, I was just so .... touched and, like, wantful of the pasts that made up the lives I saw on display in the houses I passed, I loved the look of the sheer green curtains of some stranger's kitchen window, the children's toys getting wet in the front yard .... I just loved to walk these neighborhoods. So even though that might not show up in this zine, it was the thought/feeling at the back of my head as I wrote it.
xoxo robin
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