And the Moon and the Stars and the World
Long walks at night—
that’s what good for the soul:
peeking into windows
watching tired housewives
trying to fight off
their beer-maddened husbands.
Charles Bukowski
And the Sun and the Dust and the Emptiness
Short morning strolls—
are what i hate the most:
peeking into windows
watching tired husbands
trying to apologize
to their bruised and bleeding dead wives.
Anne Sorrentino
Fairy Tale
Many times upon a time
There was a man who loved a woman.
Many times upon a time
There was a woman who loved a man.
Many times upon a time
There was a man and there was a woman
Who did not love the ones who loved them.
Once upon a time
Perhaps only once
A man and a woman who loved each other.
Robert Desnos
Uncertain Fairy Tale
Many times upon a time
There was a woman madly in love with a woman.
Many many times upon many times
There was a woman who could kill for another woman.
Many times upon a time
There was a woman and there was a woman
Who could not love the ones who loved them.
Once upon a time
Perhaps only once, perhaps never, perhaps..
A woman and a woman who loved each other, for the best.
Virginie Khateeb
4. Take a picture of your dinner.
Steak House Paris 9e.
Virginie’s dinner.
Virginie bought : a baroque sheen sticker
It’s been a few years now that I’ve keep my walls almost white, empty, because I’m still looking for myself, my style, my real likes and dislikes, well here is a big step, my bedroom wall isn’t going to be naked anymore, this sticker is my symbol for my need to create, at least it’s a first step.
V.
Dear me
Where the fuck have you been all this time
Anguishing to write you, and intimidating for sure.. I hate and love you. Still.
I hope you’re not dead.
I hope you’re not fat.
I hope you’re not rich.
I hope you didn’t give up photography, creation, drugs, philosophy and poetry, you always told me your life had to be some movie everyday, I hope you made it, even if I know some bad things have certainly happened..
Have you met that soulmate? Have you shaved your hair just once to see how your strange face really is? Are you now a mother as you always dreamt to be? And are you as confident as before about that? Have you been to Mongolia, Australia, Russia and Frisco? Have you woke up in a different field every morning? Have you seen one Lou Reed gig? Have you forgiven your mum?
I guess you still think you fucked up everything, but i hope some loving people now prove you you didn’t.
Do you still regret your birth, that long time ago? Or have you found peace in anything, anyone?
Do you still ask tricky shity anguishing questions?
I know my letter sucks, but i didn’t know i would have to write you some day… And I’m actually quite knackered and stoned at the moment, to be honest..
Hope to get an answer from you one day.
Don’t forget us.
Fuck you.
Me
A.
1. Go out for a walk. Draw something you find on the sidewalk
(adaptation aux circonstances: Draw what you see now through your window…)
A.
Dear Virginie,
I’m glad to find you here today.
How are you ? How have you been ? I’m thinking of you tonight, of where you are, how you feel, who you’re with, love, work, life, the whole package. Oh and how you look like! I bet you think of me too sometimes, I’m part of your past now.
I hope you’re well, I hope life has been good to you, better than it use too, but most of all I hope that you found what you wanted, a line to walk on, a road, a way, a place you can call home. It is cheesy to write such things to your own self, looks like I might really care about you after all !
Can I call you lucky ? I’m wondering if I can be jealous of you.
I know you did what we both wanted, you never give up on life, well you do but remember we always got back on track so I know that this letter finds you well, in good shape, healthy.
I hope you know who you are, and you went where you wanted to. I hope you didnt fucking give up on your dreams. If you did I’m here to remember you. You never wanted to be like everyone else, so you couldn’t be, you never wanted to have a normal life, you wanted the little crazy thing, that made you always so unstable in everything you did. The best and the worst.
Black or white, no grey. Talking about grey, I hope you’re less gloomy, I hope the grey cloud went always even if I have the feeling it never did.
I always wanted to have this little TV that I could use to see you. Even just you waking up, going to work, talking to your children. Ha it seems insane to think of this from here. Thinking of you is one thing but thinking of what changed around you is another. Mom, dad, sister. Do I have my own family ? I hope you take damn good care of it.
I know we’re not far from eachother and will be together soon, fortunately, unfortunately, time goes by. Use it well.
I want to be able to be proud of you, I want you to be able to be proud of you as you read this letter. All I’m trying to say is don’t give up on the people that loves you, on your dreams, on your opinions and philosophy, try to not be scared of the future and don’t be ashamed of yourself, take care of yourself and enjoy the woman that you managed to be.
I’ve never felt so lost in my life right now, scared and empty. I know I’m going to «become » someone, one piece, I really hope that you feel that you are now, that you became.
I send you my best wishes and think of you with curiosity and excitement, I hope you think of me with a soft melancholy.
I see you soon.
Little you.
By V.
*****
Dear you,
I’m sitting here tonight, years from the moment you are reading this, thinking about you. Do you remember me, how I look, the way I think, the people I love, the place where I live and the things I do? I sincerely hope you do.
I like to believe you do. As I like to believe that you have evolved in the best of ways. You know, times are tough here and now. For the first time in my life, I am really starting to have to make choices. I’m starting to walk on this new path, that hopefully will lead to a very happy and content you.
Are you happy? I can only hope so. It is my main concern. I hope you have a very special someone to come home to every evening. I hope you have grown in a beautiful and nourishing relationship. And have you finally found out where you want to be and what you want to do? You deserve to have all of this.
Writing this letter to you makes me a bit melancholy. I wish I could meet you, someday. Coffee and cigarettes in the city? I’m sure we’d love each other and would talk for hours on end. I do wish you were not so far away.
Please remember who you are and what you have always believed in. I really believe in you and as hard as life is currently, I’m sure you made the best of it.
Write me back? I would adore nothing more than to hear from you.
Think of me, some time, you know I love you. You probably won’t be able to talk to me, but remember I’ll always be here for you. Always.
Tell everyone I said hi.
Yours, always,
Me.
