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Monthly Archives: April 2008
Driving home on Memorial Drive after several hours’ worth of playing Mario Kart Wii, I kept thinking “FIRE THE RED SHELL! Â FIRE THE RED SHELL!” Â Also tempted to rev the engine at red lights, just waiting to press and hold the gas at just… the right… Â moment. In other words, Mario Kart Wii is awesome. […]
Five new poems posted today, and I’m still five behind. Â I’ve halved the gap between me and being caught up, but I need to get another flash of inspiration here if I’m going to finish 30 poems in 30 days. Â It’s my own fault this year – last year I wrote them all on a […]
It was her fingers that undid me, long, spidery things half again too long and knotted with extra knuckles, skittering things, scratching things, grasping, grabbing, groping things, they took hold of my pleasant delusions and unraveled them with a harsh nasty tug, popping loose the seams of my amorous intent before continuing on to my […]
The ghost beside me shudders and shakes and swears, clutching her purse in crabbed old claws, wracked and wrecked with something old and cold and fatal I’m grateful I’m not permitted to know. There’s a tiny something knotted in her hair, a kink, a snag, a snarled ball trapped in her snakes, and with a […]
Longing for release and it’s not even Wednesday, I close my eyes and blink to better coordinates, folding myself through a tesseract and squeezing through the tiniest sliver of an escape clause, I renege on this weather, I reject the contract that keeps April cold, I turn my back on the bullshit compliance that maintains […]
I will spin my hair into silver, my skin into leather, my eyes into milky marble, my senses into stillness and my days into memories of ghosts. I will grow and weather and buckle and fold, collapsing in on myself as the trongest of towers finally yields to the subatomic cracks endemic to its mortar. […]
The boggart stands in the center of the room, feet apart, jaws agape, glaring defiance and astonishment at his loss, spun gold mountained in each corner, and the stolen babe still in its mother’s traitorous arms. The fury in his eyes is iridescent, his last hope for an heir spoiled, his secret in the open […]
So I’m currently six poems behind in the 2008 edition of 30, my semi-annual ’30 poems in 30 days’ experiment for National Poetry Month. Hopefully I can make up the difference this weekend, or as this week goes along; ironically, it’s not because I haven’t had the time to write that I’m behind so much […]
Something is afoot in the land of online imagery. My Twitter account has come to serve as the CNN crawler to my RSS feeds’ feature stories and interviews: little bits and snippets of news with tinyurl pointers to the latest events. As I scrolled through my account this morning, I saw that at 5:31 PM […]
Pink dye in my braids streaks my fingers, Fuzzy Pikachu pack strapped to my back, String of Hello Kitty charms accompanying each step With a jingle-jangle symphony of tiny bells. My home is a continent where I’ve never set foot, My mother tongue is something I cannot speak, My seinen thoughts read right to left, […]
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