Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: April 2004

Jacob Lawrence, "The Life of Toussaint L'Ouverture No. 39" (1938) — Jacob Lawrence, The Life of Toussaint L'Ouverture No. 39. The death of Toussaint L'Ouverture in the Prison of Le Joux, April 1803. This was a year later. He died of starvation, because "he didn't feel like eating." (1938)

Workbook: April, 2004

April 30, 2004: hot dogs
April 29, 2004: spaghetti
April 28, 2004: As a child my mother relayed the comment made to her by the teacher of the gifted class...
April 27, 2004: Guilt.
April 26, 2004: She chose him because he was as unlike me as she could find.
April 25, 2004: "I wouldn't fuck her with Victor's dick."
April 24, 2004: And then the only boat in town left us stranded at the dockside...
April 23, 2004: When I was a child she gave away the first successful work of art that I ever made.
April 22, 2004: "No offense to anyone, but the worst drivers in the world..."
April 21, 2004: Childhood fascination for transistor radios.
April 20, 2004: The logic is that I have the obligations of relationship, while she doesn't.
April 19, 2004: People's judgments of other people's decisions often seem so fueled by narcissism.
April 18, 2004: Knock on the door.
April 17, 2004: My initials are "MAP".
April 16, 2004: "I found myself thinking..."
April 15, 2004: At a party once I mentioned being an antiwar activist.
April 14, 2004: Up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down, up, down.
April 13, 2004: Candy-apple red Peterbuilt.
April 12, 2004: Her friend, charming and warm with strangers, cutting and distant with her...
April 11, 2004: Afterwards I thumbed the photo album by her bedside.
April 10, 2004: It's like a searchlight followed by darkness.
April 9, 2004: I drove past the airport...
April 8, 2004: "Hi. What are you up to?"
April 7, 2004: Red sunset, purple sky, and across it a glowing white contrail.
April 6, 2004: That's enough of that.
April 5, 2004: Drivers who can't turn right without coming to a full stop.
April 4, 2004: "I use LSD on my hair."
April 3, 2004: I asked him why his clocks had all stopped.
April 2, 2004: And then it snaps...
April 1, 2004: She told me, and she meant it, that a truly loyal, committed, long-term partner must always have at least one outside lover.