truth

June 3rd, 2001

confusion. looking straight into someone’s eyes. a man on the street asks
“can I keep you company for a little while?” … I say yes. he sits down
next to me on the curb, looks over and whispers, “do you like to smoke speed?”

June 11th, 2001

today: lethal injection, people I don’t know, curry, desire for milkshake,
ten dollar guilt, timer ticking away, charles t. the fireball, dictionary
of gods & demons.

June 12, 2001

Sonia said that when she arrived in Detroit, she, her aunt and her mother
had to wait for their transportation until 1 a.m. outside the airport. Her
mother flapped about, shrilling & upset. Sonia and her aunt sat down with
a bag of dried fruit and ate it, while singing Arabic songs.

Imagine them
sitting there for three hours, with the harsh airport lights, & the dark
night pressing down around this building which never closes, singing Arabic
songs.

“Calm as Hindu cows.”