underground man is a hardcore hater.
mama's fave part in Notes is when our lovely narrator gets krunked up and marchy-marches around. check this shit out cos underground man don't care; underground man don't give a shit:
They was all hangin round the big pimping baller, Zverkov, cos Zverkov done bought the Courvoisier. Three bottles for reals. Zverkov was all rah-rah while he poured one for his homies & tot dissed me. I mean, bougie buster didn't ask me to partake, of course. The marks sat round him and ate his floss up. "Word? Word?" I wondered. They conversated about the East Coast, the honies and the shorties, a straight-up hustler called Podkharzhevsky and fronted like they knew hims, of how the Princess D was butta & how they was all tights with her, too, then they started on how Tupac ain't dead...I started to wig cos I was buzzing & on my way to getting krunked. I was on my grind to get their attention but the busters didn't pay me no mind. They wanted me to bounce so I kept marching back and forths. "Peace out, busters. I march for myself, yo." I was tripping from the turning; sometimes I thought I was straight up bugging. I felt throwed, for reals. I was stabbed to the heart by the thought that ten years, twenty years, forty years later would pass, and that forty years later I would remember how that night I played myself.
mama's starting the writings of her new novel. mama's new novel's about hate and death; just like Homegirl! was about love & sex.
for realsies,
ryder
Did you really get a cat?
ReplyDeletenah, mama got a honey badger.
ReplyDeleteloved this shit. also yr previous post. I have quite a few thoughts re. the muumuu house people, tao lin, the "shitstorm." etc. I followed it with some amusement for a bit but really. Lin seems to me a genius in some strange way; if I read his shit just before going out in public I feel oddly good, it alters my ontology slightly somehow for the better, I feel almost wrapped in a membrane but still very alive. Maybe I'm making all this up. But all his imitators are sort of intolerable. I don't know. I do love Noah Cicero, who has been around or quite a few years and who was living next to me when I was in Ohio. But I also like to pretend that I am all emotion. Blood and guts and blood. Anyway. I liked the shit poncho says here
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hey thanks, josh. checked that link out. cool cool. i need to read lin before i judge, i guess, cos i'm doing that thing that i hate that poets do & dividing the world up into aesthetic schools... bad mama.
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