Becca Jane Approximately
When your mother sends back your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you're tired of yourself and all your creations
Won't you come and see me, Queen Jane?
Feb 20, 2009
4:45pm
Sudden Memory, Why I Could Never Live on the East Coast
A girl I once knew once had a thing with a guy who, besides being sardonically surprised that I knew who Walter Benjamin was (I am not sure why) once said to her in this teasing, irritating tone of voice “I bet I’ll get published before you.”
Like a mini Gore Vidal. Yuck. He was good looking, though, and had that “Oh I’m quiet and good looking so I must be that sensitive brilliant type, draw me out, fair maiden” thing going on.
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