Year after year I wrote inside this box. This box because I needed it. Live-journal, not alive at all. Zeros and ones filling up the sky ( Read more... )

Escort/Tacked On Like an Apostrophe
She died of heartbreak. In the morning, sweetheart, in the morning… It was all I said when the telephone rang and Anna couldn’t make syllables she was sobbing so hard. The cops found her clutching the receiver of the hotel phone, curled up, pale as secretly stained sheets. No cuts or blood. No handgun or hanging ( Read more... )

“You Can’t Speak If You Can’t Swallow”
Unpatient patient paces in carpeted ghost lit aisle #4, suffers swelled uvula waits for capsules full of clouds diagnosed with Kissing Disease. Chronic and contagious as silence weighs down a dim room reflecting television glare (“Whether or not we’ve forecasted apocalypse weather,” says the Weather Man), due ( Read more... )

I need more verbs in my life. And pens.

Restraint is something people must practise
Themselves. It cannot be imposed. Those
Who have learnt self-discipline -- the greatest
Guarantee of human will and freedom --
Will not then lose it for losing themselves
... is control not built
Upon self-knowledge?- Tiresas from The Bacchae of Euripides by Wole ( Read more... )

Oh my god. Bright Eyes is coming in March too. Oh my god.

Bend, Oregon.


( Read more... )

OH MY GODDDDDDDDD THE RRAAAAAINNNNNNNN

List ( Read more... )

List:
- Self-pity?
- Words that've stuck out today: dislocation, puncture, jutt
- Shadow Box
- Cigarettes gives the illusion of control.
- Money gives the illusion of happiness.
- Lists give the illusion of order.
- Distillation

List ( Read more... )