Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
calling, "Aurora! Aurora!"
what now? what this time? they're thinking as I climb out my window and into the day.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
two bottles of Amarone and 33 cigarette-ends on the bathroom floor later I realize that there's not much more to the world than these two.
he soaps her breasts - they're dotted with goose bumps.
I snap a picture.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
my first year here in Hollywood:
eight years old, trying to run away back to Romania. away. away from stiff families - away from a house full of maids.
but our driver finds my tiny body wandering on Sunset Blvd the next day and brings me back home.
my sisters looked pale; mother got another wrinkle ; only the maids cried.
give it some time, kiddo, said my father. you'll love it here.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Andrei's hard body,
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
maybe I should get a myspace-account and put up some songs, I'm not sure.