yes...it seems like a good time to jump the side of this big boat called livejournal...the water is too cold for my blood but i see another ship sailing west just down the hall...so i'll tred on over there...and keep my balance...my dignity...

fear intact

the crossroads were the last mile on a steep tunnel through the appalachian. Locals were suspect to midnight raids of the local forestry to master up a calling of deep seeded yearning for the purest rape they called moonshine. Property was strict and self-defense laws were out of handle for any yankee diplomat with his fine print collections of the ( Read more... )

Where do these bastards get the nerve to serve up some sympathy on one note and then go all out of tune on another? What godforsaken object of obsession do we have to make the metronome this time? And why all the staring when we aren’t even looking into each other’s eyes…give me props, give me a salute, a handshake of lit candles…and you didn’t ( Read more... )

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You tell me summer's here ( Read more... )

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happy birthday maggie!


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