Verse Three: Grand Puba As the jewels jingle from the hot young and single little stunt A forty and a blunt, that’s all she really wants But she’ll spend your papes and she’ll use up all your plastic And if you swing an ep you’d better wear a prophylactic Cause things are getting drastic Slide […]
Category: On Drama
like hell.
I fought back every inclination to put your business in the street, to attempt to share the wounds I had from you, with you. but no. instead, I will leave things as they lay. now you are done. good luck. I suppose I will save the card I got on Sunday, and the stamp I […]
isabel2
hurricane isabel is a punta. and yes. that is my car. […]
das boot
thank you, mayor williams. keep up the good work. I hope you choke on that fuckin’ bowtie. […]
Never Standin’ By My Lonesome
The Tumult of the Time Disconsolate
there is purgatory. and then there is hell. purgatory is the student health center line and waiting for 3 and a half hours to gain even the simplest of understandings as to why an infernal medical hold has been misplaced on my student account, preventing me from registering. purgatory is the 45 dollar parking ticket […]
Born With No State of Mind
they sat there, perched delicately on my eyelids, trapped between each eyeball and its respective lashes. the tears should have overflowed on the spot, but instead they remained fixedly in position, awaiting some new catalyst to initiate the inevitable deluge. I tried, seriously tried, to distance myself as best I could from my old wounds. […]
I Try Not To Be Too Temperamental
“my shit is gold I hold the pole of polarity/ I go on and fondle phrases/ ages/ before you ever heard the lion roar/ my minions were preparing for my birth…” – del, ’94 via satellite goddamn, I know its been like a minute and a half since I wrote last, but shit, its not […]
Tryin’ To Get A Clutch
so this is the song we play. here is our dance. you look at me, innocent as a new lamb entering the world. tell me you love me. kiss me goodbye. hang up the phone. then you scribble some little angry remark and post it. and I? I look up at you and smile ever […]
Sold Out
so I guess I am caving in. I know. even though I don’t need this job, I am going to be diplomatic and take my post down. maybe I will put it up again later. to all those who enjoyed it before I took it down, well, lucky you. – management. […]
The Circumference of Your Activity
12:37 AM. so I sat next to her in what we politely call a bed, through this day of snow and cynicism, these final moments of the month dedicated both in antiquity and by the current administration to the god of war, and felt easily more alone that I had ever felt since before we […]
Sorry I Stole Your Title
so I have resolved to never write again. well, ok, not that exactly, but prose is definitely out for the kid. no more. from now on its only poems or pictures you’ll see on these pages. reasons? you want reasons? ok, maybe for one, my ability to craft my thoughts into a coherent sentence structure […]
And Your Ass Will Follow
thing is, I always figured that if you and I didn’t have a dime, when we struggle, we struggle together. But if you see it differently, well…I just don’t know. If my place has no furniture and I have no car [already half way there, I’m afraid] and I have no dough in my pockets, […]
Mitosis
you know what? I uploaded this damn new website, and now blogger is not doing what it should be doing. fuck. movable type, here I come. […]
Now Here I am Down In Kingstown Again
and look, I am suddenly feeling creative again…give me a moment to collect myself, and I will dust off the tools, and write what must need be written, which, in all seriousness, is in fact writing itself this very moment… […]