To The Cuban

24 May

I’ve got to give props to The Cuban.

He was the first person I confessed the blog idea to, well, as well as I can remember he’s the first. He approved. For those who don’t know him, he’s a seemingly shy one, reserved, but always very well spoken. He’s at his best when he’s subtly offensive and admiringly vulgar. When he wants to be heard he wants you to listen. And if you’re offended, you’re listening.

So this second post is dedicated to Max. Here’s one of his pieces. I read it as the depiction of a conflict with the temperamental nature of human sexual desire. A desire not unlike the rain — fogging, sporadic and temporal. You try to question it and the you end up wanting to ask fewer questions, ultimately to embrace the unpredictable, unexplainable and unquestionable. Max is probably gonna sing me a new one when he reads my butchering criticism.


When it’s about nothing

Not that you’d say,
it’s too soon
for a night of lovemaking
but as there’s rain
yes it is

I can be called in from the rain
feel like going out
(feel like elision hadn’t taken place)
and wish I had not left the rain
for imagine, I was lovemaking

I can be thinking of the whereabouts
of the (greatly considered) lovemaker
I can be smoking, huddled in the rain
and before I know it I am given to lovemaking in the rain.
You think as one is like another,

Halfway through lovemaking the rain stops.
Do you call that lovemaking in the rain?
(see how far the obfuscating takes me)

The liking for lovemaking is my thing.
I’m likely to feel as ready for lovemaking tomorrow
unless there’s rain, on and off.
He says himself, Looks like that
can only come from the lovemaker’s heart,
can only come from the rain.

-Max Pujals

Also we gotta catch up on posting pictures. We don’t have as many as we’d like from the initial weeks. But here’s one from me and Bader’s first night. That blackness in the far left is the large door open.

Taken on a 35mm Pentax SL. I obviously don’t have a light meter.

Here’s another from that night. This time turn right about 80 degrees. If you can make out the tarp hanging from the ceiling on the right, that’s the landlord’s idea of a waterproofing solution. We had to wait for the restraining order on the neighbor to go in effect before the landlord could repair that far end of the roof.

35mm Pentax SL


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