October 2008 Blog Posts (129)

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"Do It Yourself" by Valerie O'Riordan

I couldn't afford to paint my room, so I staple-gunned coloured cotton sheets to the walls instead. I hoped it would take on the erotic appeal of a hareem boudoir, rather than the damp peeling must of the lair of a low-earning shoe salesman. I brought a girl back one night, pretty drunk, and I lit a few candles to disguise the laundry stink from under the bed, and the sheets caught fire. Flames whoosed up the walls and the girl, singed with soot raining onto her hair, scrambled out with her… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 31, 2008 at 4:50pm — No Comments

Happy Halloween! Here's a present:

Halloween is my second favorite holiday (behind the fourth of July), and as such I have a "Halloween Single" available for free download on my music myspace: www.myspace.com/morninggorgeous (sorry, I can't seem to get the hyperlink to work)

Everybody does Christmas singles, here's something different. The song is called "Suzie's Dead Family." Go forth and enjoy. And have a great Halloween!

Added by Ryan W. Bradley on October 31, 2008 at 1:30pm — 2 Comments

Rendezvous

Brown eyes drew me into you, long moments before we slipped into an easy, yet brief, embrace at that first fortuitous meeting. At the second, more planned rendezvous, fingers skimmed an elbow like swans gliding over a lake. Warm breath fanned hair aside to whisper a phrase or a question that made my lips curve upward. Our words coupled before strangers. Afterwards, in the taxi that whisked me homeward, my mind revisited your countenance when I kissed you. Softly. On the cheek.

Added by Jamaican Dawta on October 31, 2008 at 9:07am — 4 Comments

"Lucky Streaks" by Harry Sanderford

Check out this great piece by our favorite surfing cowboy! It was published HERE, on Garrison Keillor's A Prairie Home Companion website. Nice going, Harry!

Added by Robert McEvily on October 31, 2008 at 8:15am — 9 Comments

The 20-year-old

To come to think of it , being 20 is the most challenging I should say!







It is not like when I turned 19, 14 0r nine. I turned 20 and my life changed dramatically. Is it a phase where I am to adjust to a life of a grown up?. So many changes have occurred since the 11th of December 2007, now I only have two months ten days left until this phase passes, I hope.







So many unimaginable situations or should I say they have always occurred but I just never… Continue

Added by Treasure on October 30, 2008 at 10:47am — 1 Comment

Where is he?

Where is he?
Is he out there?
Was he ever there?
Did I pass him by?
Who IS HE SUPPOSED TO BE? IS HE THE ONE THAT MADE ME Laugh?
Was he the one that I thought of and dreamt of every night?

Just how do I recognize him?

Perhaps he is a SHE, POSSIBLY he is me!

Maybe I am him!

Added by Treasure on October 30, 2008 at 10:36am — 1 Comment

If walls could talk

If these walls could talk, they would have told, with unerring accuracy, the precise number of times they had heard her bones crack, upon being hurled against them, of how the two little ones had often huddled against them, swathed in shadows and terror. They would have told how she had caught the enormous, green lizard that fateful morning and boiled it in his cornmeal porridge with coconut milk and a dash of nutmeg and a spoonful of lethal hate. How she had watched him eat death.

But… Continue

Added by Jamaican Dawta on October 30, 2008 at 9:00am — No Comments

Right side up.

Sitting on the green, freshly mowed grass on my front lawn, I blew bubbles of soap into the sky, deeply concentrating and intensly watching the colours swirl as the sunlight shone down on these perfect circles. Slowly I craned my head to the left, turning it until the world was upside down - and a giggle escaped between my lips.

Standing up quickly, I made the foolish decision to flip myself onto my hands until I was in a perfect straight line, many years of training had enabled me to… Continue

Added by Scarlett Rose on October 30, 2008 at 4:47am — 6 Comments

Stolen past, stolen future

The boys laugh as they push me to the ground. My face lands in the mud, they point and they jeer, calling out names which degrade me further. I dont know how i ended up like this, being coloured is no different to them, i wish that i could stand up for myself,gather my fists and knock them into the wall but i cant, so take my just deserves and lie in the ground as i am spat on, poked and kicked.I feel my ribs ache, the bruises forming on my arms, back and legs. There is a crowd around us, some… Continue

Added by LyraRose on October 30, 2008 at 4:18am — 5 Comments

Insanities of On-line Dating

How do you match an Alley Cat? The requests from the female walking dead are all the same. What it boils down to is this:

Tall, Handsome, Funny, Intelligent, Fit, Rich, Faithful, non-smoker and likes walks by the river. A good government job with an insured pension does not hurt. Let’s not forget that he can’t have contacted anyone interested in intimate encounters.

I really get a kick out of this last one; That guy would be gay!

Added by Mike Rochette on October 30, 2008 at 3:12am — 1 Comment

New New New...Coming Soon!

Finally, I have new pictues. And new 6's coming outta my...well...my ears. Now I just need to sit in my husband's office long enough to upload everything. New jobs, new house, new friends - and old friends who live close by - it hasn't been such a bad move after all.



While I'm still missing Eastern Washington, it's not all bad living on a hillside in Western Washington, just outside of the National Forest, with a view of the top of Mt. Rainier and Mt. St. Helen's. No siree...not bad… Continue

Added by Lisa Miller on October 29, 2008 at 11:00pm — 3 Comments

"Acronyms" by Stephen J. Davis

In an effort to revamp its image, the IRS will henceforth be named the Revenue Association Taxing Service, or RATS for short. The RATS will quickly spread new divisions throughout the country. The Determined Internal Subdivision of Evasive Accounts, Sans Exception (DISEASE) will launch first. A lethal PLAGUE (Policing Leviathan Against Gauging, Unlawful Executives) will follow thereafter. Perhaps most telling are the new employee conduct guidelines: Voracious, Eternal, Relentless, Malevolent,… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 29, 2008 at 1:38pm — 1 Comment

"Dead Eyes" by Sean Kennedy

It’s only your eyes I have problems with. Carving your delicate features into the smooth, dead wood is easy. I can even replicate that cute mole you have just above the left side of your pert lips. I’ve used you as a model in various forms of art; oil paintings, charcoal drawings, water based inks, and now a sculpture, but I still can’t grasp that beauty in your eyes. I guess that’s where the true essence of life is put on show; glistening with thoughts and shinning with existence. Without true… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 29, 2008 at 12:52pm — 1 Comment

"Hurt" by Patricia Carragon

I wasn’t hurt when you said those things about me, but in the mirror, this liar sees herself without makeup. It’s like déjà vu when I think about how upset I was after smashing my favorite doll. Yes, the one that had a smile similar to yours. I take another sip of wine and try to cut myself off from you as my glass slips from my fingers and hits the tiled floor. I bend to gather the pieces, count each one to retain self-control until a diamond-shaped fragment leaves a deep cut on the underside… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 29, 2008 at 12:13pm — 1 Comment

Soup for the Soul



Today, I remember another rain-shrouded afternoon,

when fat drops fell like Humpty Dumpty

from the zinc roof,

splattering and splintering

into a myriad, glassy pieces

against the unyielding concrete.

My bare feet would itch to feel its cool wetness,

even as my stomach protested, like the distant thunder,

its wait for the hearty chicken-foot soup,

its comforting scent wafting temptingly from the warm… Continue

Added by Jamaican Dawta on October 29, 2008 at 11:00am — 2 Comments

Where Are You!!

When I was six, my dog ran away. I spent hours outside, long after everyone else had given up, calling for him Henry! Henry!-desperately screaming in between sobs. Eventually my mum and dad came out and pulled me inside, put me in my bed, looked me in the eye and said he's gone, now sleep, then strode out of the room, leaving me to cry in the dark.



Now, in the middle of the night, I crawl out of bed and stand out in the yard, wearing only my night dress, I whisper… Continue

Added by LillyGirl on October 29, 2008 at 3:30am — 7 Comments

A Little Writing Music



Chicago with Tomoyasu Hotei, "Battle Without Honor or Humanity"



Yes, the band that gave us "You're the Inspiration" doing the song from Kill… Continue

Added by Don P on October 28, 2008 at 9:00pm — 6 Comments

"Dr. Ha-Ha" by Ty Bluesmith

Right after we put our social studies books in our desks, the teacher reminds me in front of the entire class that I have to go see the school psychologist after lunch. She makes the same announcement every Monday and Wednesday morning and the other kids always laugh. They do this time, too. A girl says, "His mom and dad are getting divorced." I pretend not to hear and nod my head weakly in the direction of my teacher because I can't think of anything else to do. A few seconds later, I look… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 28, 2008 at 5:47pm — No Comments

"Leaving" by Gorey Laurie

My dad and the new neighbor lady are even friendlier than our dad and the previous neighbor lady were; the new neighbor lady has three little girls and a Korean War vet husband who's more like a ghost than a real person. I have a stepmother who hates her life almost as much as she hates Communists, and believe me, she isn't all that crazy about me either, but she really, really hates my dad and has for as long as I can remember. Suddenly, one dark night in early December, I'm awakened by… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 28, 2008 at 1:35pm — 3 Comments

"The Future: Heartbreak Is Epidemic" by Harry B. Sanderford

Death by broken heart has become so commonplace that the accumulating corpses of the unrequited are now nearly as ordinary and invisible as the homeless and Pfizer isn't even working on a cure. Busy bluetoothed brigades of moving, shaking, go-getters kick ass, take names and absently text URGENT missives while merely stepping over and around the weak of heart. Recreational shoppers deftly steer overfull baskets in the direction of much, much, more with only a peripheral perception of the heaped… Continue

Added by Robert McEvily on October 28, 2008 at 10:29am — 2 Comments

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