Look what I found!

I want to wrap thick black cloth around my hands, make protected fists and use them to punch through things: glass, plaster, people, concepts. Mirrors most especially, I want to punch through mirrors, break through, see how the other half of me lives ( Read more... )

Hooter locked up his brakes and screeched to a gravel-spraying, fish-tailing stop along the shoulder. He snatched the cell phone from its cradle and threw it as high and far as he could into the pasture beside the road. Then he lifted his 30-30 from the rack, slipped between the wires of the fence, found the loathsome electronic gadget looking no ( Read more... )

"You Are Beautiful is a simple, powerful statement which is incorporated into the over absorption of mass media and lifestyles that are wrapped in consumer culture ( Read more... )

for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul
for, oh, my soul

Three teenagers, two girls and a boy, run past the cosmetics counters at a major department store whisper-yelling, "Olfactory assault! Olfactory assault!"