waiting in the long line of cars to go home. windows down, radio off. then i hear a click, a whoosh, a triumphant phrase. the car in my left lane disappears in front of me, as a camera with a detachable flash peeks out of the right rear window.
some of the time i worry that i am slowly slipping into becoming a hipster whose external appearance legitimates all other forms of her being. but then i convince myself that i have toughness and gumption, two qualities that are instilled over time and therefore, unrelinquishable.
(p.s. that's not a word? well, it should be.)
20 parts poemas de amor, 2 parts cotton sweaters from the gap. pour over tiny asian girl and shake.
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Friday, October 2, 2009
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- carola rola
- I unofficially take photographs and charm people for a living. Officially, I received a B.F.A. from Cornell University, and am now on the West Coast making websites, planting gardens, and damning the man. Be my friend at carol[dot]why[dot]zou[at]gmail[dot]com.