Posts by: Michelle Tea

The Last Book I Loved: The Braindead Megaphone

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images7George Saunders’ essays on writing are so cool and true I’ve been teaching them to my writing students. And his pieces about Dubai, and the young Buddha meditating forever in Nepal, are soaked in his own personality, the kind of journalism I really love, where the writer is right there in the story, and it works especially because this writer is so funny and compassionate and inquisitive and revealing.

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LETTER FROM PARIS: The Final Chapters

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When Antoine sits beside me I want to grab his scruffy hair but feel shy. I’m embarrassed by my American psyche, which partly feels that because we fucked he is now my boyfriend and we’re going to get married.

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LETTER FROM PARIS: No One Sleeps Alone, Okay?

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Antoine, Killer, Michelle, and Judy

Antoine, Killer, Michelle, and Judy

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If anyone gets up to sleep in the other room, someone has to go with them. No one sleeps alone, okay? Judy declares.

Okay, I say, touched.

Her screams during sex were so intense, like she was getting murdered, but then they opened up into a tornado of laughter at the end, her phenomenal mouth stretched to the ceiling, where a couple of American dollar bills are taped with, $1,000,000.000 written on them in Sharpie.

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Letter From Paris: We Would Like To Have A Sex Party

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Judy, who was in the front seat of the cab, turned around and said, We would like to have a sex party. I am amazed at my good fortune. Every time I wrap up an affair with someone I’m certain it is the last time I will ever have sex, and each time someone reveals that they’d like to get with me I’m astounded at my luck and flooded with gratitude.

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Letter From Paris: Kissing On Furniture

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After kissing on furniture I later learn from Wet is intensely germ-ridden, I followed Antoine up the curving, wrought-iron staircase and out into the street. It is a Parisian street which means it looks like a movie set, with blue and white Christmas lights hung in sky and a corner store with stands of fruit tumbling forth like bulbous jewels.

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Letter From Paris – Butch Is Beautiful

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Part 2. All I wanted to do in Paris was have an affair, go to the Louvre, and see the catacombs — the underground labyrinth that snakes beneath the city and has served many purposes, most famously as a crypt containing the bones of over five million Parisians who’d been buried in the hideously overcrowded Les Halles cemetery in the eighteenth century.

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