Some people might describe this room as spare:
a bedside table and an ashtray and an antique
chair; a mattress and a coffee mug;
an unwashed cotton blanket and a rug
my mother used to own. I used to have
a phone. I used to have another
room, a bigger broom, a wetter sponge.
I used to water my bouquet
of paper clips and empty pens, of things
I thought I’d want to say if given chance;
but now, to live, to sit somehow, to watch
a particle of thought dote on the dust
and dwindle in a little grid of shadow
on the sunset’s patchy rust seems like enough.
Carrie Schneider, from the series Reading Women
1. Heather reading Chris Kraus
2. Kira reading Mary Shelley
3. Alyssa reading Patti Smith
4. Kelly reading Gabrielle Hamilton
discovered via pianoter [1, 2]
(via weissewiese)