March 2012
22 posts
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ODE TO THE 21ST CENTURY TEEN
They romance the devil with labor-made sneakers. They hum songs incoherently written by rich fools. They told each other they would never be like their parents, courting each other atop cars rusting in their graves.
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I want the money to destroy me.
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I DON'T LIKE WOMEN
I’m generalizing, but quite accurately stating my conclusions.
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DRINK MORE
talk more
lose more
love more
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SOMETHINGPLEASANT.COM
YOUR GOAL,
for a fleeting moment, is to shine. Then, to gracefully fade.
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THIS FEELING IN THE PIT OF MY STOMACH.
A peculiar familiar. A familiar peculiar.
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YOU HAVE BEEN SERVED
I’d forgive you if you were just the bearer of bad things.It is the fact that you quietly seem to relish - like a greedy mouse who eats all of a found morsel before his brother even reaches the threshold at the edge of the wall. You are a very greedy mouse. I don’t know why I always seem to run to you with every new detail of my life. I’ve grown addicted to your scoffs, your soft...
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SPINSTER
I don’t remember what I’ve already said before. The sad metaphors I’ve spun all mean the same thing. I need a new way. I need a new way. I’m feeling old and drawn out, ready to rest in something wicker. By a window that needs cleaning. Rocking on a chair that creaks, harshly ruining the dreams of children like an old and senile spinster. The kids will hide behind their...
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I FEEL WRONGED AND OWED.
And I’m wrong, I know.
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WHEN I WAS BORN,
I was three weeks past my due date. This came at a time when inducing was only used in emergencies. I’m sure my mother appreciated all of the coos of attention, all the same;
‘It looks, like you’re about to pop!’
‘Tell me about it!’ she’d retort, rolling her eyes in a big exaggerated show. ‘My first was early, and my second was a breeze, but...
IF YOU
didn’t remind me what I’ve done, I wouldn’t know where I’ve been.
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I haven’t a large collection of adjectives, so I account with a moderate to hefty use of commas. What I’m connecting I’m not so sure.
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I NEVER SAID HAPPY.
I feel that even as a child, I was never very optimistic. A loner, sort of sad. So now I wonder, maybe it is a glitch? Not a personality trait, a sign of a budding, intellectual mind. But actually a neuron incorrectly firing, or not firing at all. Maybe a gland produced too much, or not enough. Either way, the eerie feeling of being conscious of a faulty perspective makes for a shaky reality. Is...
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We drown in the toxic waste of buffet dinners and lukewarm matinees. Of long weekends, and days the bank doesn’t open. Of scheduled appointments, and Sunday dinners. Of gas-bar snack-bars. Of engagements and deliberate pregnancies. Of coupon clipping. Of davenports, and duvets. Of calling family, and avoiding them. Of close parking spots, and frozen pies.
The first symptom is compliance....
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WE ARE SO MANY MINISKIRTS AWAY FROM HOME.
