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Grandma Jeanmy grandmother poured her coffee and she told me,Grandma Jean
"When I get born again, I'm going to be an athlete. I'm also going to star on stage and screen."
i told her, "you know, i was born as an explorer, i take land and air and sea and flowers and machines. and i feel like i've really seen things."
then my mother said,
"you haven't."
by ~wearecommunities
I Can See Your Breathwe spend our fifteenI Can See Your Breath
minute morning spaces, with each of our voices, covered in the mumbling tone
of some sleep that sticks to what we feel like we
should say. but you know what it is? it's your breath, like
phantom fingers in the air. it
warms my toes and makes me lean closer, because i know our breaths will
never shake hands.
It's because my breath does a move like a long sentence and yours
spins out like a laugh, twirls like a
dancer and disappears. mine draws circles around our fingers like a dog. &
by ~wearecommunities
leftover beesyou've been drying from sweat outside. you're waiting for a fogswarm to leave little stings on your skin like evidence that i wasleftover bees
there. but i wasnt. i was
being whispered through and cleaned like a clawed finger featherdusted grime off my bones. I've gone and
fixed my calendar so that every say isn't the 4th of August, 1999, when we took the cushions from your couch, built a
kingdom and you said, "we should live everyday in here. it'll
keep out hair from changing color." But now you're saying,
"I have to sit dow
by ~wearecommunities
Beside a Radiotower
Favourites
these gamesby *VioLynn
Maple and IceI know the secrets you hide, they are like satellites drawn into the gravity of my curiosity. even with your electronic pulse, these moments are full of vividly vibrant vernacular like words around a camp fire during a citywide blackout. when the power returns, I'll hear clapping, though the moments are gone, and with light dispels the chance to searchMaple and Ice
for maple in trees finding it never
tastes the same with women like you,
nice, but stripping bark in order to crack the ice.
by *Voidzy
this see-saw is fucking terrifyingDevious Info
- Current Residence: in the passenger seat of a battered car.
- Interests: broken things (out of tune guitars), dying things (childhood, love, birds, rock and roll)
- Favourite movie: Where The Wild Things Are, Maybe Something Involving Sandwiches, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly
- Favourite band or musician: Radiohead, Wilco, Arcade Fire, Cold War Kids, Bon Iver, Paul Simon, Pink Floyd, Talking Heads
- Favourite genre of music: INDIE, Alt-Country, Avant Garde, Dance Punk, Freak Folk
- Favourite artist: Elanor Barosko
- Favourite poet or writer: Jess Harper, Dave Eggers, Gertrude Stein, Jeff Tweedy, Connor Oberst, Nathan Willet, Bob Dylan
- Favourite photographer: Selena Baker
- Favourite style of art: The Kind That's Never Afraid To Be Horribly Wrong
- MP3 player of choice: CD players are better. In cars.
- Shell of choice: Nautillus
- Skin of choice: The Kind That Rests Upon Your Muscles?
- Favourite game: Couch Potatoing
- Favourite cartoon character: does Carol in where the wild things are count as animated? if not, WALL-E
- Personal Quote: punkrockwasonlypunkwhenpeoplehatedit
- Tools of the Trade: Gray Matter
- Email: evan-greenwald@comcast.net
- AIM: MrKing42
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That said, you've earned an extra watch, please continue to write.
i'm very bad at this kind of thing, but i really appreciate that. it's one thing when a friend tells you they like something, but when a complete stranger tells you they like something of yours, it really means a lot.
so, having said that, that really means a lot to me%-)
i cant wait to read your work! i'll do that right now!
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Wasn't There An Animal In There?
Your work is full of familiar images and it's a joy to read.
Thank you for reading my own writing, and I'd love your input-emotions. It's symbiotic.
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"for beautiful eyes, look for the good in others
for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness
and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”
-audrey hepburn.
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Wasn't There An Animal In There?
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"for beautiful eyes, look for the good in others
for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness
and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”
-audrey hepburn.
Hai.
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