homicidal lesbian terrorist

i see your women caught behind windows
in their homes, behind rows and rows
of bleached and frightened children.
They speak men's words, not their own
except those languages they've
learned to speak in secret
and in dreams, if they've
not forgotten.

- Joy Harjo, From the Salt Lake City Airport '82

Monday, January 5

dayLaundry.tough.happy

yargh, it's the dread day. desperate times. laundry times. it is a time of sorrow & hard labour, but so sweetly satisfying when, sweat-drenched, filthy, hungry, under-caffeinated & irritated, i arrive home with completely clean & dry laundry. i shower, put the clothes away, clean the now-empty room, sweep the wood floors & wipe up any spots. everything is clean. everything is happy & sunshine.

i haven't done this yet, though. so now i gotta start the process. damnit!

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I am currently listening to: beastie boys, no sleep till brooklyn
I am currently reading: [utilikiltsCatalog]

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