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Riding Giants
Each new love affair is like standing in front of a 50 foot wave-- It looked doable from shore. --Todd Cirillo |
Car Troubles
Every night it was her, that drove me to the liquor store. We didn't even own a car. --Matt Amott |
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Muse
Reading the poems of my past to her she says, "I had to go through a lot of pain for those." "I know," I said, "me too." --Todd Cirillo the human animal possesses an uncanny ability to justify any action after the fact: if the devil didn't make us do it, we were drunk, stoned or temporarily insane. when all else fails, we blame it on love. --Wolfgang Carstens This Kind of Quiet It's midnight on Friday and the weekend is spread out like a smoothly made bed with the covers tucked up, waiting for me to slide in, and that's exactly what I'll do. While you're out in the night where quiet is the steady stream of drunken voices and cheap beers slamming down on counters, and you knock a few back yourself, comforted by this kind of quiet, fighting to fill your head with the right answers, dousing your heart with another shot of fuel and one more song to keep it running, each of us enjoying the kind of quiet we deserve. --Julie Valin Heavy Metal Summer My 15 year old summer was all sweat and musk, sweet lust and revelation, smeared lip smacker and hand lotion in the heat of his teenage room. It's hard to make-out to Ozzy's Crazy Train with all that laughing and bass thumping, but, we did it. All the way through the first side. When he got up to flip the record, it amped up my anticipation of where we would be carried away next, the rise of the guitar's moan and beating drums-- the accompaniment to my wild exploration of his hot love, the room humming with high notes, melodic words, and heavy metal sunshine. --Julie Valin Backseat We were never romantic in the classical sense. Our first time, you pulled off into a cornfield and we fucked in the back of your car, the skin of our knees scraped red and raw by the stiff upholstery. And it was fucking, wasn't it? Fierce and wild and all about what we wanted, what we could take from each other while the moon laughed and banged its fists against the steamed-up windows like a fat, drunken cowboy. We ignored it all-- the barking dogs, the distant crunch of tires on gravel, the cows lowing in the fields, the strange, sweet smell of manure. After, you wrapped me in your t-shirt, and we laid tangled there for hours like willow roots. You said I smelled like gingerbread and buried your nose in my hair, and we laughed because it was absurd and real and funny. That next morning, we wore our bruises proud as prizefighters. Months later, I carry the scar of your teeth on my neck, a small pink flower buttoned into my flesh. I like to think it blooms only at night and smells something like gingerbread. --Amber Decker |
The Perfect Death
She called from the city to say she missed me. We talked for hours in the stillness of the night until her phone died around 3 a.m. When I see her I express my regret in killing her phone. She says, "don't aplogize, its final moments were spent listening to your words whispered in my ear." It was the perfect death. --Matt Amott "if not a mess,"
my wife groaned, as she picked up the empty Tequila bottles the empty beer can and the half-smoked joint, "then what do you call it?" "we have been married twenty-five years," I said, lighting the joint, "and that, my Dear, is what I call a survival kit." --Wolfgang Carstens Fuck Stars when we kissed I saw guns shooting. --Madeline Levy Perfume & Cigarettes The memory of you lingers. Absorbed in thin skin, clinging to strands of hair, like the perfume and cigarettes I smell in dance clubs when groups of giggling girls, in flashy, barely covering clothing, flip their pretty ponytails as they walk by. But when it's drenched in my own party dress, tangled in my unbrushed hair in the sober sunlight, the smell, ain't so sweet. --Madeline Levy Fate I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way. --Will Staple Much More Trouble She could have made me most unhappy-- now, I'll have to do that for myself. --Will Staple Amen I'll take the chocolate when I'm old and the flowers when I'm dead. Right now while we're still young, agile and free I simply ask that you fuck me like you mean it. --Noel Kroeplin Checkout Waiting in line for the woman with 200 frozen dinners each on sale at a different price gives me the quiet time I desperately need to find out who's banging who in Hollywood. --Noel Kroeplin |