Aristotelis Orginos
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bolton carley commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post Red.
"read this a couple of times and not sure if i should be taking it as symbolism or as the literal meaning or both.  but i get a creepy vision when i go the symbolism route.  way to make a girl think!"
Aug 20, 2012
Angela favorited Aristotelis Orginos's blog post Red.
Aug 19, 2012
Angela commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post Red.
"How fantastic.  How truthful.  Go on, do it.  Big fave."
Aug 19, 2012
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Red.

Paint yourself red. Go on, do it, sweet melancholia. You are my bane, but also my nectar. Paint yourself red so I can imagine you differently, imbibe you sweet as you can be. I am laying in my bed waiting for you to return. Lay with me, I am comfortable this way, oh blue one.See More
Aug 19, 2012
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James Brookes commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post I love u too c u soon
"What Gita said!"
Jan 11, 2012
bolton carley commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post I love u too c u soon
"the last line is one i'm sure lots of people struggle with.  so hard to say so much when no words do it justice."
Jan 10, 2012
Aristotelis Orginos posted a blog post

I love u too c u soon

Is it trite to write about New York these days? I suppose. But no one's ever ran these streets like I have, taken the same steps as me. But humor me and take these exact steps with me because that's what writing is, isn't it, and that's not trite at all, is it. No one's ever had to tear off covers at two in the morning and run through a city that's had its magic pulled from underneath it, turning it into an unnavigable maze, journeying toward last vestiges of love seeping into the casualty…See More
Jan 10, 2012
Stephen Torelli commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post On buttering the popcorn evenly.
"You've piqued our curiosity."
Aug 4, 2011
Gita commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post On buttering the popcorn evenly.
"Wow. Your last line could mean so many things. You have me curious: did the bag explode, burning him up? Did he go to war? Did he go to the store for a carton of milk and never come back, like some husbands do? Or just vanish into thin air,…"
Aug 4, 2011
Aristotelis Orginos posted a blog post

On buttering the popcorn evenly.

I work at the movie theater on the local highway. When i butter the popcorn, i remember to shake the bag, to spread the butter evenly. I remember my brother telling me when i was younger to shake the bag that had just come out of the microwave. To spread the butter evenly. He was sitting at the kitchen table and his cup of coffee was half empty. That was the last time i ever saw him.
Aug 4, 2011
Amanda Salisbury commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post Upon walking into our house I saw
"Strong use of repetition. The feeling is foreboding almost immediately. I think breaking the paragraph to one-sentence lines would add definition and show you where the rhythm falls away due to length and convolution. I stumbled on "in to"…"
Jun 8, 2011
Angela commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post Upon walking into our house I saw
"I enjoyed the repetitive use of the phrase "I walked into our house", as everything reminds one of the missing person, over and over, and I felt the use of the phrase reflected that reality.  You stopped using "she"after the…"
Jun 7, 2011
Aristotelis Orginos posted a blog post

Upon walking into our house I saw

I walked in to our house to see half used candles on the coffee table that smelled like last Christmas. I walked in to our house to see a recliner half reclined from when I sat in it last which I remember because she sat on my lap and rocked back and forth to the sound of two breaths acting as one. I walked in to our house to see the light I had left on burnt out but which still was glossed over from the sunlight allowed entry through the dusty bay window. I walked in to our house to see near…See More
Jun 6, 2011
Stephen Torelli commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post A local diner at about seven a.m.
"This reminds me of the time-honored railcar diner with stools and a counter and family booths. Nice story of a lonely guy."
May 17, 2011
Bill Floyd commented on Aristotelis Orginos's blog post The Trinity (La Trinità)
"Great imagery, metaphor and lyricism.  I like the style and the sentiment, which could've been a touch saturating until that final bit, which grounded it in a deft touch of dissonance."
May 17, 2011

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I'm a student who will be attending New York University in the fall with a major in English Education and a minor in Creative Writing.
I plan to be a writer and a professor of English before I die.

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Red.

Posted on August 19, 2012 at 12:52am 2 Comments

Paint yourself red. Go on, do it, sweet melancholia. You are my bane, but also my nectar. Paint yourself red so I can imagine you differently, imbibe you sweet as you can be. I am laying in my bed waiting for you to return. Lay with me, I am comfortable this way, oh blue one.

I love u too c u soon

Posted on January 10, 2012 at 3:30am 3 Comments

Is it trite to write about New York these days? I suppose.

But no one's ever ran these streets like I have, taken the same steps as me. But humor me and take these exact steps with me because that's what writing is, isn't it, and that's not trite at all, is it.

No one's ever had to tear off covers at two in the morning and run through a city that's had its magic pulled from underneath it, turning it into an unnavigable maze, journeying toward last vestiges of love seeping into the…

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On buttering the popcorn evenly.

Posted on August 4, 2011 at 11:53am 2 Comments

I work at the movie theater on the local highway. When i butter the popcorn, i remember to shake the bag, to spread the butter evenly. I remember my brother telling me when i was younger to shake the bag that had just come out of the microwave. To spread the butter evenly. He was sitting at the kitchen table and his cup of coffee was half empty. That was the last time i ever saw him.

Upon walking into our house I saw

Posted on June 6, 2011 at 5:54pm 2 Comments

I walked in to our house to see half used candles on the coffee table that smelled like last Christmas. I walked in to our house to see a recliner half reclined from when I sat in it last which I remember because she sat on my lap and rocked back and forth to the sound of two breaths acting as one. I walked in to our house to see the light I had left on burnt out but which still was glossed over from the sunlight allowed entry through the dusty bay window. I walked in to our house to see…

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At 3:29pm on May 14, 2011, Diana E. Backhouse said…
No worries, I meant every word. Welcome to 6S.
At 8:03am on May 14, 2011, Robert McEvily said…

Welcome Aristotelis!

 
 
 

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