Here’s my first time writing a Flarf poem. Let’s see how this goes over in class tonight. Flarf: Lust Ever Fleeting, Love Upholds The only woman pioneered the lone woman. They never quite saw her as an equal… The Girl, (Art’s first punk), continues to inspire people. History has taken a while to catch […]
Check out my article in the Boston Hassle on surf/dream pop outfit, Wakes! Fall in lust this summer.
I’ve been holding off from posting these for a little bit now – I think it’s mostly because I wanted them to be a surprise for a bigger project. But due to financial/time constraints I really won’t have an opportunity to do this later so…
I had traveled a great distance without so much as a canteen of water to quench me. I had left The Woods in search of some deep and meaningful solitude. I had left no notes, no smoke signals, said no goodbyes, nor held any shards of glass up towards the sun – I wasn’t sure […]
In this past quarter we’ve noticed a spike in washing tables, holding strong at 85%. 10% of the time is spent complaining about it, knowing full well that “ya do what ya gotta do,” “it could be worse,” “you’ve got a roof over your head and food in your belly” and “blindly accepting the status […]
I wanted to repay the favor. Touching my now bandaged temple, I slowly arose from the frondescence beneath me… “Frondescence?” Teenybopper asked skeptically. “Frondescence. Yes, frondescence.” I agreed, dizzily. I looked around me and found no one; my wrists and ankles had become free. Everything or nothing could be at risk if I just got […]
I had run out of places to hide in my apartment where Ol’ Bat and Teenybopper wouldn’t find me so I escaped to The Woods in order to find some sort of peace. This would prove a fruitless adventure since they knew me better than I knew myself and could accurately predict my next move […]