September 4, 2008
I kicked my leg up when I kissed him in bed. I was on top. I laughed over what I had done and spit came out. He let me wipe it off. My most comfortable second kiss.

9-5-08
Light shines through windows
Apples fall on empty streets
No one catches them

9-8-08
There are very many things. On Saturday, I painted my nails yellow.

9-9-08
Groups of men look like clouds.

9-10-08
An old woman touched me back in the same way when I put my hands on her shoulders. To answer my own question from days ago...this is what's magical.

9-15-08
Melted peanut butter on my palm looked like a miniature nipple, or the end of Erica's childhood toothbrush.

SEPTEMBER 18, 2008
I killed a fly and wore a nightgown to bed.