a handful of years ago a lover gave me this bamboo plant. i carried it with me a long time. through, and after, a lot of pain. on sunday i took it to the 14th St. A/C/E subway stop, sat it down next to an otterness, snapped some photos, and walked away. i left an index card with it that might encourage a stranger to adopt it. “home…is where i want to be,’ a quote from a talking heads song i’ve heard a lot recently.
a personal act that i share here for reasons that are not entirely clear to me. but there you have it. in related news i want to release *all* my material possessions. maybe they’ll all have index cards with quotes from songs and what-not. hmm…stay tuned.