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Author: The JT LeRoy Story
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Who's my Father
Who's my Me
Who's the lost boy
That I see
Dosing in the broken mirror
In the basement of these broken bones, I've mended
Like the fences
Between the green I dream of
And the clouds that I see
In the Dirt Spit filled bloody cum filled dirt
Teeth are broken bones
“I guess this is the literary equivalent of phantom limb syndrome, but now that I’m pretty much convinced that JT LeRoy never existed, I catch myself regretting never having met him. I think that might mean that he was America’s first idoru, in the fullest Japanese sense, paradoxically manifesting mainly on our oldest mass-media platform, the printed word.”
– William Gibson
When you feel so utterly powerless, you can’t just hope that one day you will be heard and the trespasses against you will be repaired — because they never can be.
The real healing is the hope that maybe your experiences can serve and help protect another being. It lets you reach out in faith and get past the illusions of suffering and the isolation of the self.
– Laura Albert
Read about
Author: The JT LeRoy Story
Billy Corgan
Laura Albert at Sundance
Here’s the full live May 14 reading!
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Laura on Instagram - @laura_albert
Laura on Twitter - @lauraalbert
✒️And yes he is a fine poet as well @DanielNewman
Who's my Father
Who's my Me
Who's the lost boy
That I see
Dosing in the broken mirror
In the basement of these broken bones, I've mended
Like the fences
Between the green I dream of
And the clouds that I see
In the Dirt Spit filled bloody cum filled dirt
Teeth are broken bones
“I guess this is the literary equivalent of phantom limb syndrome, but now that I’m pretty much convinced that JT LeRoy never existed, I catch myself regretting never having met him. I think that might mean that he was America’s first idoru, in the fullest Japanese sense, paradoxically manifesting mainly on our oldest mass-media platform, the printed word.”
– William Gibson
When you feel so utterly powerless, you can’t just hope that one day you will be heard and the trespasses against you will be repaired — because they never can be.
The real healing is the hope that maybe your experiences can serve and help protect another being. It lets you reach out in faith and get past the illusions of suffering and the isolation of the self.
– Laura Albert
Laura Albert at Sundance
Here’s the full live May 14 reading!
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Who's my Father
Who's my Me
Who's the lost boy
That I see
Dosing in the broken mirror
In the basement of these broken bones, I've mended
Like the fences
Between the green I dream of
And the clouds that I see
In the Dirt Spit filled bloody cum filled dirt
Teeth are broken bones
“I guess this is the literary equivalent of phantom limb syndrome, but now that I’m pretty much convinced that JT LeRoy never existed, I catch myself regretting never having met him. I think that might mean that he was America’s first idoru, in the fullest Japanese sense, paradoxically manifesting mainly on our oldest mass-media platform, the printed word.”
– William Gibson
When you feel so utterly powerless, you can’t just hope that one day you will be heard and the trespasses against you will be repaired — because they never can be.
The real healing is the hope that maybe your experiences can serve and help protect another being. It lets you reach out in faith and get past the illusions of suffering and the isolation of the self.
– Laura Albert
