December 2008

Reminiscing is a cold bitch

by zero/of/the/day December 31, 2008

Turn a bit more to the left. Now a smidge to the right. Back just a hair to the left. No, my left. Perfect. This is the exact angle of the moment you died in my eyes.

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Mahatma Promises and Contractual Obligations

by zero/of/the/day December 31, 2008

I’ve got a demon in my pocket telling me to do some shit that makes me rethink all the things I’ve ever told you I never would have dreamed that the rapsheets we’ve been cultivating would come back to haunt us but here we are It’s been days since I had the chance to swing [...]

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Back in the summer of ’93

by zero/of/the/day December 31, 2008

It’s hard to look back without getting stuck.  The past can become a a quagmire; quicksand in which to dip a toe, testing simply out of a desire to test something. In a simpler time, mazes were playgrounds, something to pass the time. One day, you wake up and all you can see is the [...]

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my dreams, my heart.

by rottenrocks December 27, 2008

The winds still blow colder than the tundra. Blowing dry across your skin. Sucking every bit of life out of your soul.   You have nothing left to give. Souls on your shoes wearing away. Walking to far, far from home.   Every step is a lie you tell yourself is true. Walking towards her, [...]

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Worn Path

by JackSighcon December 14, 2008

My cement wheels drag on This my monotonous Route home  By the passive lights  Houses hold their ornaments Like life perseveres I shift smoking hands  Take a dramatic breath Followed by a heavy wheeze  Spy on a whore in a parka Express a congestive cough Rubber neck a grouping of middle aged hoods Avoid closed [...]

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Fishing With Your Tail

by JackSighcon December 4, 2008

There is a man in the ebb In his head digging at the scratch An old man’s anchor around his neck Easy to see the order of the set from on the deck   Wrecking ball in his skull Humming in the hull Looming in his sheets Blooming like a buoy on the peak   [...]

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Excerpt from my new play, “Everything Good Hurts”

by MortRainey December 4, 2008

JACK I just, I’ve felt like–this feeling. And I can’t even describe it. But you know, for the past three years, whenever I tried to meet someone new– I compared them to you, you know? When I thought of what kind of girl I was looking for, I realized that everything that I wanted was [...]

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Friday Night At The Flock Throb

by zero/of/the/day December 2, 2008

Seriously, what can I say but WTF? Unexpected tribesman and tribeswomen, taking over familiar territories, putting a stranglehold on what birthdays can be made of. This was the closest we have had to a full flock gathering, yet another milestone in the feathers we share. Thank all who attended, it was truly a spectacular evening. [...]

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