Author: Nada Gordon

Manly, yes

BUT I LIKE IT, TOO.

Individual, yes,

but not

rugged.

“Just gotta be me”–

my marketing strategy’s

all wrong.

“Growing older and older like a cheese

makes me wonder

about fake fur”

Today I am pouting; it’s cousin to “the new pinkness”.

I can’t believe that I am obliged to do anything else but write. No fair.

“Neglect” is, like so many English words, sonically bizarre.

Tempted to make a list of people who neglect me. Except… they wouldn’t notice… because they neglect me…

You’d think someone would at least say, hey, nice new outfit, or something.

Feeling, as always, terribly neglected.

I love someone to the degree that their internality, wittingly or no, makes itself present to me, and or to the extent that I am open to receiving the messages of their internality.