I wish

in the city of your heart
you would let me be the street
where you walk when you are most
yourself. I imagine the houses:
- by Robley Wilson via  Parole Nascosti

Landscape near Hubbelrath by Gerhard Richter (1969)

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But, maybe, the story I wanted is the one I need as a parent

Big Girl Small: A NovelBig Girl Small: A Novel by Rachel DeWoskin

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

It’s hard not to fall in love with the narrator of Big Girl Small. It’s not so much that she’s smart or articulate. Sure, there’s that. It’s more that she has a perspective on the world around her, and it’s not always consistent. And, I always think

Posted at 9am on 01/16/12 | no comments | Filed Under: now read this read on

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Written, very occasionally, by Marnie Webb. Please feel free to drop me a note at webb@crankreport.org. You might find some more stuff at crankreport.org.

Why?

“He stopped commenting on this oddness of hers. She said the news clippings she sent to friends were a perfectly reasonable way to correspond. There were a thousand things to clip and they all said something about the way she felt. He watched her read and cut. She wore half-glasses and worked the scissors grimly. She believed these were personal forms of expression. She believed no message she could send a friend was more intimate and telling than a story in the paper about a violent act, a crazed man, a bombed Negro home, a Buddhist monk who sets himself on fire. Because these are the things that tell us how we live.”
:: Don Dellilo, Libra