Scrawl me sometime

No no no, you misunderstand me. Having always had a reputation for possessing the most impeccably neat handwriting, it’s surprisingly encouraging to know that when I write on a screen using a mouse or in the condensation of a wintry window using my right index finger, I have the unleashed and maniacal scrawl of a serial killer. Maybe I will humour you and tell you that I know where you live.

Comments: 4

    Yes, do. Drum again.

    Clare | 01.08.07, 09:06

    I drummed once, but I doubt I will again.

    Mo | 01.08.07, 16:07

    love this post.

    it made me think of this poem. that i once wrote in indelible marker across the back of a past boyfriend’s sleeping body.

    Scrawl (by Octavio Paz)

    With a piece of charcoal
    with my broken crayon and my red pencil
    scrawling your name
    the sign of your mouth
    the sign of your legs
    on nobody’s wall
    On the forbidden door
    engraving the name of your body
    till the blade of my knife
    bleeds
    and the stone screams
    and the wall breathes like a chest.

    imo | 01.12.07, 19:17

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