Singin’ the Blues
by Angeliska on August 31, 2005
Another sad song or two, because words alone just can’t tell you.. And also a few things: Some heartrending photographs of New Orleans I hadn’t seen these anywhere before- Thank you in advance to mlle. And this is just fucked. (…)
All I can do is sing these songs..
by Angeliska on August 31, 2005
If it keeps on rainin’, levee’s goin’ to break.. If it keeps on rainin’, levee’s goin’ to break.. When the levee breaks I’ll have no place to stay. Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan, Lord, mean old (…)
Houston
by Angeliska on August 28, 2005
To any Houston kittens- I’ll be here for a couple of days, at least. If you want to get together, ring me: 504.810.3100 I’ll be at Brazil at some point working on stuff, and there’s talk of going to see (…)
Katrina
by Angeliska on August 27, 2005
I am leaving in the night like a refugee- packing the heirlooms, the jewels, the silver teaspoon, the samovar, the violin. The tiny objects I pick up and put down, leaving behind a lock of whitened hair, curled in a (…)
Serbia I.
by Angeliska on August 27, 2005
“Heureux qui, comme Ulysse, a fait un beau voyage, Ou comme cestuy la qui conquit la toison, Et puis est retourné, plein d’usage & raison, Vivre entre ses parents le reste de son aage !” -Joachim du Bellay So begins (…)
