ilovemypencil@pm.me
04-17-2026
I cannot replicate the sensations of the moment after it is gone. I won’t remember, it transforms into a memory, a longing, a shape underneath fabric, that you can feel but can’t see. I am like a goldfish, being transferred from tank to tank.[ive clamped an eye onto
the ceiling fan
its slowing now,
daytime greif.
the cool dark air seeps in through the mesh
of the sunroom
faux stone tile floor
a cooling sensation through my soles
thankfully, spinning people
and laying down people
and running around people
bring moments along with them
as they pass through the curtain of time
that doesn’t separate into a doorway
except i, maybe one day,
will be lucky enough
to see my own silohuete in it.
04-17-2026
Travel is upon me; the sky turns green and then shakes with thunder and great flashes. We huddle underneath the awning of the cafe, preparing eggs and pastries and stirring grits, in the early morning. Then as 8 oclock hits, the sky softens, swells with warmth and light blue, grows humid with sunshine, and then people are hungry, hot, the dishes pile, the reciepts print, and our meandering banter synchronizes into ship communications. time to operate the breakfast machine.
Travel evokes the prompt of a uniform, one that challenges me to find one jigsaw puzzle for my body that will armor me against the world and my own self looking. I do not want to be looking at my body when I travel. I look at it too much when I’m at home, like a vaccum.
04-17-2026
I’m always so anxious to get to the next place, that the moments of contentment at home are punctuated with melancholy. I am already in the future, so I am already missing the place I’m at. My sense of time places me in front of my body like a ghost. I am haunted with the memory of the present, and then my memory of the past slips away so easily, so I rely on companionship to keep track of things that have happened. What would happen to me if I were isolated and submerged in the abyss of the present? I don’t know, but I do fantasize about the possibility, if i weren’t so tortured like this, i could maybe get everything i wanted to do done! I am a page, an announcer, an ideal imaginer, of wands.
04-09-2026
I cannot replicate the sensations of the moment after it is gone. I won’t remember, it transforms into a memory, a longing, a shape underneath fabric, that you can feel but can’t see. I am like a goldfish, being transferred from tank to tank.
the ceiling fan
its slowing now,
daytime greif.
the cool dark air seeps in through the mesh
of the sunroom
faux stone tile floor
a cooling sensation through my soles
thankfully, spinning people
and laying down people
and running around people
bring moments along with them
as they pass through the curtain of time
that doesn’t separate into a doorway
except i, maybe one day,
will be lucky enough
to see my own silohuete in it.
04-17-2026
Travel is upon me; the sky turns green and then shakes with thunder and great flashes. We huddle underneath the awning of the cafe, preparing eggs and pastries and stirring grits, in the early morning. Then as 8 oclock hits, the sky softens, swells with warmth and light blue, grows humid with sunshine, and then people are hungry, hot, the dishes pile, the reciepts print, and our meandering banter synchronizes into ship communications. time to operate the breakfast machine.
Travel evokes the prompt of a uniform, one that challenges me to find one jigsaw puzzle for my body that will armor me against the world and my own self looking. I do not want to be looking at my body when I travel. I look at it too much when I’m at home, like a vaccum.
04-17-2026
I’m always so anxious to get to the next place, that the moments of contentment at home are punctuated with melancholy. I am already in the future, so I am already missing the place I’m at. My sense of time places me in front of my body like a ghost. I am haunted with the memory of the present, and then my memory of the past slips away so easily, so I rely on companionship to keep track of things that have happened. What would happen to me if I were isolated and submerged in the abyss of the present? I don’t know, but I do fantasize about the possibility, if i weren’t so tortured like this, i could maybe get everything i wanted to do done! I am a page, an announcer, an ideal imaginer, of wands.
04-09-2026
$9.50 + tax
8/10
delicious flavor- lime leaf really shines. cashews were a little chewy for my taste. high pricepoint took off a few points. I was so precious about these cashews and only ate a few a day over the course of the week.
$28 + tax & tip
4/10
rice bowl with fish eggs, sea urchin, and a pate like mix of chefs choice fish. I wasn’t expecting the fish to be pulvurized together and woul chave preferred sashimi. I have been curious about sea urchin so i wanted to try it. It was yummy! very oceany taste but texture was just as i imagined it would be. i was hungry after walking down sunset blvd all day so i was happy in the end
$21 + tax & tip
2.5/10
it wasnt horrible but it was a backup option to courage bagels, which was closed! I was craving a bagel at that point so we went here. it was ok- def not worth $20. i also felt hungry only a few hours after, even though it felt like a heavy meal. not worth the splurge!
$5.95 + tax
additionally, a smoothie (cashew milk, strawberry, mango, banana, added cacao nibs), and from the cold bar: white bean kale salad, japanese sweet potato(roasted), tofu sticks
5/10
i find it entertaining to go to erewhon when i am in LA- but some of these were just OK- namely the smoothie, the cookie. I did enjoy the salad, potato, and tofu stick.
$5 + tip
100/10
juicy! yummy! rich! affordable! delicious self serve sauces! so much parking in the von’s lot! perfect!
$48 + tip
(jeffs review: 7/10. bagels were 10/10 but took off a few points because of how expensive it was)
9.5/10
for me, after my last $20 bagel flop, i was so happy to eat such a intricately assembled bagel, perfect ratio of ingredients, no heaviness or bloating after eating, just the beautiful memory of flavors!
$11 + tip
9/10
just a solid choice to satisfy a boba craving!! they put alot of boba! and it was perfectly chewy and the milk tea was not too sweet
04-03-2026
I’m in LA all of a sudden, in Echo Park. X swung by New Orleans Monday night and I hopped in the car. we blazed through TX and got to LA in a little over 2 days. I felt a huge warmth in my heart seeing the desert mountains again.