books, apples, & ghost queens
i have started reading brave new world by huxley & it's the loveliest thing. pneumatic, pretty boys & girls who all look the same. they all date each other, to be monogamous is abnormal. 'everybody belongs to everyone else.' genevieve with sleepy eyes & coy hands came over and gave me a fat red apple for my birthday. she sat a milky green marble on the top. it was the most charming gift i could think of. fruit. edenic. naive yet apparently sinful. i've always said that i will relish apples like treasure.. adam sacrificed eternity for that thing. she's precocious / and she knows just what it takes to make a pro blush / she's got greta garbo's standard size, she's got / bette davis eyes.</br>i don't even know what bette davis's eyes look like. cate blanchett however.. that ghostly gorgeous thing with perfect cheekbones & probably a PhD. she should be a queen; she seems like a queen. she reminds me of jfk jr.'s wife, before they died. (carolyn bisette?) she married the most hideous little man, which is just something betty would do. she has such a flickering face.