Poetry Phriday: “A Joke For Experimental Literature”

•November 13, 2009 • Leave a Comment

In Mrs. Hadeka’s Voices of War class,
I work on a worksheet
for Tim O’Brien’s
The Things They Carried.
It asks me, “What would
this novel be like if it
was set in a cold, barren land?”
And I respond with,
“It would be Slaughter-house 5.”

Poetry Phriday: “Censorship”

•November 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Censorship is a scientist breeding roses without thorns.
Censorship is a teenager pressing the snooze button.
Censorship is Achilles without his heel.

Poetry Phriday: “Paper Thin”

•October 30, 2009 • 1 Comment

These walls are thin.
I can hear you in the bathroom,
knees on the floor,
arms resting on the toilet’s rim.
I can hear you in the kitchen,
knife scratching against toast,
the satisfying crunch of a saltine.
I can hear you rotting away.
These walls are paper thing.

Poetry Phriday: “Lions”

•October 23, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I remember when we made a
race track around your living room,
crashing cars into the wall and into
each other.

I remember when we watched the
show on lions, how they were kept
in basements in Suburbia, how they
paced around in the dark looking for escape.

I remember the night we bumped
lips, and the morning
you told me to forget
whatever happened.

It’s hard to forget now,
staring into your eyes years later.
You are surrounded by your new
friends, and they egg you on
as you whisper, “Faggot.”
Your friends laugh, but
I can see the lion pacing
around in the darkness of your eyes.

Poetry Phriday: “I falled in love again”

•October 2, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I falled in love again,
then remembered what jealousy was
as I thought, “You should be dancing
with me, girl, you should be
dancing with me.”

I falled fast on the dance floor,
the hardwood floor, covered in
dirty wax and regulation
measurements. Your body against mine
for a second, a dirty second.

You were gone
like the ghost
you always were.

Is It Weird That I’m Excited for Vampire Weekend?

•October 1, 2009 • Leave a Comment

No.

And I absolutely love it when bands have a distinctive style across all of their album art.

Check out an interview with their front man at Pitchfork: http://pitchfork.com/news/36671-vampire-weekends-ezra-koenig-talks-new-album-confronts-the-haters/

All in all, even though I haven’t heard a single song from the new album, I’m legitimately excited to see where they’ve decided to go. As a young band with a lot of hype, they could fuck up really badly (see: most bands) or they could rise above it and end up making the kind of music they want to make (see: Arctic Monkeys). From the looks of it, they’ve done the latter. Do not disappoint me, Vampire Weekend.

In related thoughts: is it not strange that given the incredibly indie soundtrack for Twilight: New Moon, Vampire Weekend is not included?

Poetry Phriday: “Match”

•September 18, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I tried to burn you once,
held a match to your skin,
imagined you as ash
blowing away in the wind.

You lifted your hand,
brushed the match away
as you might a fly.

I dropped the match,
and watched you talk.

Your words blew away like ash.

Bulbasaur: A Third Untold Story

•September 15, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Squirtle: A Better Untold Story

•September 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Pikachu: The Untold Story

•September 13, 2009 • Leave a Comment