Posts Tagged: Rumpus Mixtape
You can see the architecture of things in winter.
Structures glisten. Naked trees drip with clear popsicles. We find ourselves alone with ourselves. Everyone else has gone away to someplace warmer/better/more fun or else they are tucked indoors. Even when you live in a relatively warm place, winter still haunts....more
There are picnics where people discuss how long the potato salad can be out in the heat and there are picnics where people discuss Wittgenstein. At Wittgenstein picnics, the people are drinking red wine.
White wine is a kiss; red wine is sex. You can imagine Simone de Beauvoir with red wine in her Paris apartment....more