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Between Two Junes Is a Forest: A Journal of Everything
A collection of poems, short stories, expose, and essays by the author reveals his feelings and thoughts about the world, love, loss, pain, and life.
285 pages, Hardcover
First published April 1, 2003
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April 9, 2009
september 2003 - the strand bookstore
me, a long-haired, half-shirt wearing, post-college liberal arts graduate in my first week of employ at the strand bookstore, knocks an entire cart of dollar books over in the main aisle of the strand. keith - a surly, skinny, torn-jeans-wearing, film-school graduate/employee helps me pick it up. (i think, anyway, he might also have just watched while i picked it up, i can't remember).
lying in the pile of dollar paperbacks is "Between Two Junes is a Forest: A Journal of Everything" - the poetry from which keith had fondly recited while slouching through the lit aisle on his daily route between tables.
alas, he tells me, one day it was gone - assumed to be bought - only to find it now, lying here, uncovered as if by fate.
aha! twas. the poetry of the young, affluent, precociously gifted/privileged Connecticut resident united our two souls forever in a mutual understanding of the soul-lifting, liberatory effect of caustic, giggling, derisory bitterness.
or so, i know now, as this was technically our first actual conversation. although, i may or may not have already decided that i was going to marry keith, based entirely on the fact that even from afar, he was the only one of many young, slouchy almost-hipster strand employees i could see myself humping.
and i was a lesbian then. weird, huh?
me, a long-haired, half-shirt wearing, post-college liberal arts graduate in my first week of employ at the strand bookstore, knocks an entire cart of dollar books over in the main aisle of the strand. keith - a surly, skinny, torn-jeans-wearing, film-school graduate/employee helps me pick it up. (i think, anyway, he might also have just watched while i picked it up, i can't remember).
lying in the pile of dollar paperbacks is "Between Two Junes is a Forest: A Journal of Everything" - the poetry from which keith had fondly recited while slouching through the lit aisle on his daily route between tables.
alas, he tells me, one day it was gone - assumed to be bought - only to find it now, lying here, uncovered as if by fate.
aha! twas. the poetry of the young, affluent, precociously gifted/privileged Connecticut resident united our two souls forever in a mutual understanding of the soul-lifting, liberatory effect of caustic, giggling, derisory bitterness.
or so, i know now, as this was technically our first actual conversation. although, i may or may not have already decided that i was going to marry keith, based entirely on the fact that even from afar, he was the only one of many young, slouchy almost-hipster strand employees i could see myself humping.
and i was a lesbian then. weird, huh?
March 17, 2009
Perhaps the worst book ever to make it through the publishing process. Magical.
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