R.I.P George Carlin 6/23/08.

De Mammy Gwan Go Fight De Debil

Back in de dey, dey wuz some wild mammy done gone an’ make hu’sef a res’runt dey’s be callin’ Mammy’s. Dis de place dey’s be holdin’ some wilin’ shindigs, an’ deys be servin up the mos goodes’ grubs dis side de Miss’Sippi- dat is tuh say, huh kitchum she dun create dun gone an’ [...]

An Open Letter To You

Today, everyone moved in and convocation was held. This was by no means the sort of orientation session I expected; this program is, at it’s very core, causing the individual to be involved with their surroundings and create community. After the initial necessary formalities (rules and regulations of the campus and logistics of [...]

Cake And Beer

In the park, I sat high up in a tree, my head cocked over the branch my body was leaning on so that I saw the ground up above my eyes. Staring off, I had been trying to achieve some trance-like state which appealed to me, but was, as of yet, completely inaccessible. [...]

Update from Boulder

It is day three in Boulder.  I don’t know you, so I’m not going to elaborate on how cathartic this experience has been so far.  Just take my word for it.
For those who don’t know, I am here studying at Naropa University’s Summer Writing Program.  This week, I’m just chillin in Boulder waiting for it [...]

Wedding Cake

I don’t want to marry you
nor do I want to raise your kids
as soon as I take a bite of THAT cake
you won’t let me have sex
and we’ll stop talking
and I’ll loose all my friends
my hair
my physique
I’ll loose all respect
for you and me
especially the people who still see us
the only ones who’ll be able to [...]

Untitled #2 (“My Cake Weighs A Ton,” Cake Cycle)

The first time I had cake
you know the one
the one with sugar flowers
and calligraphy icing
I couldn’t stop eating
and I bought another
and ate it too
I kept eating and eating
those fucking cakes
until I stopped caring about
the little flowers
or my name in icing
or the cake
I needed to fill with sugar
my stomach cramping
and my teeth rotting
and I kept shoveling [...]

Untitled #1 (“Sugar for Friends”, Cake Cycle)

This cake tastes great;
it has pink chocolate roses
and your name in cursive.
Delicious.
I got mine at the grocery store
they made it special for me;
it had my name in cursive.
When I ate it, I felt as if the cake was mine
I had made it by putting it inside
and I knew everyone would want some
they’d love it.
It would [...]

Stability

God. Fuck. I’m sorry everyone. I really need to get over myself right now. I really am sorry.
It’s just, it seems hopeless sometimes. Sometimes I look at myself and I ask “Have I really changed at all? Have I grown? Or am I still just the same thirteen [...]

If I Left Today, I Probably Wouldn’t Feel Bad If We Never Spoke Again, Except For this Terrible Sense of Loss I’ll Never Shake

Did our humanity leave us
when cordiality crept into our relationships?
Where is the familiarity?
The intimacy?
Or did we outlive
who we thought we’d grow into
while waiting for our true lives to start?
It’s been so long
since I saw a child
who was still young
or any real person
for real.

Where have I gone
while waiting for you to arrive?
I was with who you [...]