Monthly Archives: August 2011

AUGUST 29, Barcelona Airport:

Black night. Your hands in my hair, running across my chest. We entangle, blind. Our bodies slick with sweat, with come. These are the last times. Primordial. Sightless. Before language. Like we are creating the world. I am in you, … Continue reading

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AUGUST 28, Barcelona:

Yesterday, when we disembarked in Barcelona, I hid in my confidence, obscured the pleasure I felt at being anonymous again, forgotten. Our story, which seemed like the only story, hadn’t made the papers, wasn’t on everyone’s lips. I was no … Continue reading

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AUGUST 27, Trains to Barcelona:

The manservant wakes us before five and shares the morning’s newspaper. I am desperately hung over and still well more than half-drunk. A sketch of my face accompanies your photo, along with the jeering title: Salome and her ‘John’. We … Continue reading

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AUGUST 26, Le Chateau:

We make decisions. You will leave from Barcelona on the 29th as you stated on the day we met. I go out to the Porsche, pull off the tarp. Sit in the driver’s seat, engage the clutch and run the … Continue reading

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AUGUST 25, Le Chateau

Mr. V. told us, “go anywhere unlocked.” We were free to explore. “And,” he added, “everything is unlocked.” We strolled along the retaining wall to its end and looked out at a semi-circular waterfall that lay further up the river. … Continue reading

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AUGUST 24, Le Chateau, Saint Laurent-le-Minier:

We wake beneath crisp linen, sheltered from the heat by 500-year-old stone walls. Our room’s ceiling is at least 20 feet high. I lie on my back, sheets at my nose. My eyes migrate from one corner of the ceiling … Continue reading

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AUGUST 23, Calanque de Sormiou to Saint Laurent-le-Minier:

We fuck all night. Even through the trailer is up on blocks, it creaks and rocks with us. Each moment of detumescence is just a pause before a return to passion. We are scratched, bitten, beaten, exhilarated. At dawn, I … Continue reading

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AUGUST 22, Calanque de Sormiou:

Today, there were only two things I wanted to do: work on the puzzle and fuck you. We spent the morning like hunter gatherers, sifting through pieces looking for colors to match a hub-cap, the board walk, the sky. You … Continue reading

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AUGUST 21, Monaco to Calanque de Sormiou:

Before sunrise, we are back in the car. The air is cool and moist. The smell of the sea follows us inland and west. You: I think I’ve had enough of rich people. Me: I think I’ve had enough of … Continue reading

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AUGUST 20, Monaco:

We stay at Le Meridien. The room’s balcony overlooks the Mediterranean, its horizon line of blue. Everything is neat, clean, overly manicured. We go down to the hotel beach, lie on deck chairs, in the hazy surroundings of wealth. You … Continue reading

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