For the happy ever after girl

Most people are together just so they are not alone. But some people want magic. I think you are one of those people. 
- Jean-Paul Scarpitta, Broken English


"Even the angels knew that women always look back."

What Lot's Wife Would Have Said (If She Wasn't A Pillar of Salt) 
Karen Finneyfrock

Do you remember when we met
in Gomorrah? When you were still beardless,
and I would oil my hair in the lamp light before seeing
you, when we were young, and blushed with youth
like bruised fruit. Did we care then
what our neighbors did
in the dark?

When our first daughter was born
on the River Jordan, when our second
cracked her pink head from my body
like a promise, did we worry
what our friends might be
doing with their tongues?

What new crevices they found
to lick love into or strange flesh
to push pleasure from, when we
called them Sodomites then,
all we meant by it
was neighbor.

When the angels told us to run
from the city, I went with you,
but even the angels knew
that women always look back.
Let me describe for you, Lot,
what your city looked like burning
since you never turned around to see it.

Sulfur ran its sticky fingers over the skin
of our countrymen. It smelled like burning hair
and rancid eggs. I watched as our friends pulled
chunks of brimstone from their faces. Is any form
of loving this indecent?

Cover your eyes tight,
husband, until you see stars, convince
yourself you are looking at Heaven.

Because any man weak enough to hide his eyes while his neighbors
are punished for the way they love deserves a vengeful god.

I would say these things to you now, Lot,
but an ocean has dried itself on my tongue.
So instead I will stand here, while my body blows itself
grain by grain back over the Land of Canaan.
I will stand here
and I will watch you

(via AninaFish)


A spring-tinged note

From "happy random thought," I think I'm now ready to transition to the idea* that lingers. 

Cherry blossom photo taken at a park in Gifu, Japan, 2008

(*Hopefully the kind that's wonderful.)


Sensible then silly, or both

"When in doubt, dance." *a series of hipthrusts* - Michael David

Was out in Cubao last night with Ina for some sisterhood tambay & catching up. As usual, there were so many conversations- from the funny to the tragic to the giddy to the simply sobering. Mike David and Carljoe, who were there for the Sputnik closing, joined us, adding their are-you-serious-but-oh-hey-that-makes-sense boy voices. That above remark should tell you the "wisdom" gleaned from those weird but welcome things spoken about. What an apt way to graduate from March and move on to April.

What April brought in: roles we wish to juggle

Hello, April!

Stumbled upon this series by Heidilender Photography called "She can leap tall buildings." I love the series name + merging of doodles and photography + the gaze of the ka-womenan portrayed. The obscured face and the exaggerated wig? By no means not new, but clever still and executed well. This project is just effin' beautiful (and cute, too). 

The gaze & the roles are perfect on those days I daydream about coming from the First World side of the equation and, hence, that it's possible to be a Sex and the City character or a frazzled but accomplished woman in the 70s trying to climb to the top, juggling it all (and now I realize how appropriate this entry is for April Fool's day :p).