Sometimes There’s Flutter
May 16, 2006
When no one’s looking, Riverside Park in Cambridge is a place of lust and sodomy. The nearby forest is littered with men’s underwear and used condoms, and sketchy characters abound.
It’s also littered with birds, and that’s what my Visionary Friend and I went there to see. We found a comfortable spot in the middle of the swamp, and waited with our cameras clutched in our hands. Birds flew in the evening air, and we scared them away with our chatter and the aroma of sadness that hanged about us.
If you’re going to be all emo and shit, a swamp is the place to do it.
Posted by Tudor at 11:52 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackCambridge is just full of sketch. I don’t know why anyone would ever live there… *shifty eyes*
A couple of weeks ago there was a mattress in the aforementioned forest, rotted out with a dead raccoon inside, impaled on a loose spring, entrails hanging loose and maggots in its eyes.
If my camera wasn’t in for repairs, I would have a photo to show you. I don’t suppose he’s still there?
Posted by: Lenna on May 17, 2006 at 12:22 AMdead racoons stuffed in mattresses? cambridge is dirtier than I thought. now I’ll never be able to frolic through its parks and roll through the fresh, gree grass.
Ugh.
Posted by: Tudor on May 22, 2006 at 04:28 PM