Sasha

student

reading, drinking hot tea, going to shows, eastern philosophy, guiness draught and midori sour, japanese women

narcissus and goldmund, siddhartha, demian, Monkey, the myths and prophesies of kuan yin, the essential rumi, fear and loathing in las vegas, lectures on psycho-analysis

crouching tiger hidden dragon, ren and stimpy, raising arizona, the doom generation

the phantom limbs, tibetan tantric choir, nick cave & the bad seeds, my bloody valentine, cocteau twins, patsy cline, frank black & the catholics, duran duran, leadbelly, dead can dance, morphine, louis armstrong, death cab for cutie, magnetic fields

thundercats, ren and stimpy, the powerpuff girls, jem and the holograms

lions in the street, roaming dogs in heat rabid, foaming.
the beast caged in the heart of the city. the body of her
mother rotting in the summer ground she fled the town.
went down south and crossed the border, left the chaos and
disorder back there over her shoulder. one morning she
awoke in a green hotel with this strange creature groaning
beside her, sweat oozed from its shiny skin. WAKE UP! she
can't remember where she was, had this dream stopped? the
snake was pale gold, glazed and shrunken. we were afraid
to touch it. the sheets were a hot, dead prison. and he
was beside me, old, he's no young. his dark black hair,
his dark soft skin. now run to the mirror in the bathroom
look. he's coming in here. i can't live through each slow
century of his moving. i let my check slide down the cool,
smooth tile. feel the good, cold, stinging blood. the
smooth, hissing snakes of rain! way back deep into the
brain. way back past the realm of pain. back where
there's never any rain. and the rain falls gently on the
town and over the heads of all of us and in the labrynth
of streams beneath.

a good cook