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Fantasynight festival summer city street lit the same chemical orange as sunset night air soaked naptha smoke trailing down oily streets flames on a chainFantasy
swung by fire jugglers.
acrobats’ bodies flicker against the bricks a branded man
scars crescents rings
no metal
no ink. just flesh
and he no older than that
tiredly I think old-woman thoughts:
god damn, son. if it’s scars you want I’ll trade you skins.
even his ear lobes weighted with spools there is no part of his
by ~celestialpie
Totem TortugaLa tortuga swims inexorably through my consciousness, chastening me with his ageless stare.Totem Tortuga
“Where is the hare?” I ask. I always try to be irreverent when I am nervous or guilty.
“Dead,” comes the reply.
He pities me like the hare: my warm blood, my short and hasty life.
by ~celestialpie
HappinessWhat if a firebird wasn’t a firebirdHappiness
but rather something more diminutive?
Our heads full of myth,
blinded by his fuel-toned plumage.
What if a firebird was really
more like a sparrow or a bluebird?
Buoyed by sheer exuberance until it starts to smoke
and after, we read
power in shadow, and happiness in char.
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DIGNIDADby ~ron-vargas
Bones and BouldersI hear that the clavicle fairy is building a castle out of our necks and shoulders.Bones and Boulders
This pendulum toandfro is getting old. hearts hang from collar marrow and they strike arthritis dust out of the surrounding hills they bleed ink out of greasy sunsets too many clenched fists and I always hold my breath.
(I hear that the clavicle fairy is building towers out of dental floss and fishing line she's digging moats and filling them with perspiration.)
I hear the clavicle fairy is building a castle out of bones and boulders. Our
by ~wukurd
soles and souls are thisSlap crunch - it was just me, nose diving into pavement cracks before the three women in aprons and designer shoessoles and souls are this
+ a push chair
laughed me off the back street.
They hold their futures in the backs of their heavy thighs.
Breath harder -
Four years ago I was sixteen, three blond haired girls called me 'slag' in the bus station at seven oh ten PM.
They liked cigarettes and skipping school, I didn't
like running
But I had to. Scream louder -
I wanted to tell some of these people to watch the sun-clipse and understand love is a cheesy k
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- Current Residence: Kansas City, MO
- Interests: Writing, reading, art, crafts, cooking
- Favourite movie: Children of Men, Spirited Away, Kill Bill, Cold Mountain, Sin City. . . too many more to name.
- Favourite band or musician: White Stripes, Beatles, the Killers, Control Machete. . . again, too many to name.
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative/indie and classical
- Favourite artist: Blake, Picasso, Matisse, Rivera, Kahlo, Carravaggio, Kandinsky, O'Keefe, Magritte
- Favourite poet or writer: Nabokov, Richard Adams, King, Vonnegut, Octavio Paz, Sylvia Plath, Bukowski
- Shell of choice: Snail shells. Mmmmm, escargot.
- Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny. A classic never dies.
- Personal Quote: Everybody fucks up; just try not to abuse the privilege.
- Tools of the Trade: Merriam, Webster and Roget
- Email: celestialpie@yahoo.com
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