1. doug burr - a black wave is comin'
2. stars - dead hearts
3. morning benders - excuses
4. vampire weekend - giving up the gun
5. the weepies - i was made for sunny days
6. the magnetic fields - you must be out of your mind
7. david burn and fatboy slim - a perfect hand
8. insane clown posse - miracles
9. local natives - airplanes
10. yeasayer - ( Read more... )

a crippling liter of red wine spawning ideas and intercourses and years. paris and violins took away my voice but most people prefer silence anyway. broken coffee cups and bones, feathery veins on trembling hands and never enough space. i turned the other cheek for the last time and walked out the door ( Read more... )

i still wear rubberbands around my wrists when they aren't in my hair. still listen to james. still devour black beans out of the can. still (metaphorically now) find someone to beat me up over every little thing, or do it to myself. still feel better in moonlight. still ache over writing. still have wanderlust and crave possibilities from my very ( Read more... )

the moon is full but playing hide and seek behind the chunks of grey clouds that go scudding across the midnight sky. snow twinkles down. a low thud shakes the ground occasionally - is it thunder? or something more sinister? maybe a giant stepping across the land, headed for my flat, where he will grind my bones to make his ogre-ish bread by the ( Read more... )

2008 is the year of the rat, aka joie's favourite songs of 2008 ( Read more... )

all the yentas are right - hot matzo ball soup on a cold grey day really does make everything better.

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i know i shouldn't open my eyes. i can't seem to find the muscles that will actually do so, anyway. that's a sign, right? when my brain does finally send the right signals, my eyes are pried open against their will; peeling my eyelids upward is like dragging fine sandpaper over them, and for a few minutes, my eyes refuse to even focus on the clock ( Read more... )

inbetween here & there is the no man's land of transitioning, is the relinquishment in preparation for re/attachment, is the shedding/exchanging of one mindset for another...is theback the same as thefront? one side the same as the other? does the river change? is it the same grinding axe just with a new handle? and me, am i the same if my now red ( Read more... )

oh it feels too much like 4 years ago when he called to tell me i wasn't all that smart and i should quit acting like everyone needed to do what i told them, feels displaced like we're not in kansas anymore toto, feels sick and sad like the day i told him i wanted a separation and he said excellent and and now que sera sera i'm living in empty ( Read more... )