Entries By Alison
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the dashboard sits, and
to be cracked, or somehow broken into swallow-size pieces or scintillating smithereens
the dashboard waits all by its lonely. its eyes have already broken
the sun is far too blinding
when exposed to such a degree of impenetrable plastic.
the dashboard sits, and
to be broken.Posted By Alison On 04.09.2013 @ 6:53 pm
luminescent, pearly grapes cling to the vines the vines weave across the veranda framing the sturdy brown-brick house with delicacy something is off the sturdy and the delicate don’t match well neither do the baby-shine grapes and their mangled, rotting seedsPosted By Alison On 04.04.2013 @ 5:37 pm
i eat those for breakfast. they’re soft and you put cream cheese on them and then you eat them after you maybe put them in the toaster if you want but if you don’t they’re good either way so you can just always put some motherfuckin cream cheese or butter on that bitch however you want it and it’ll taste just as good. sometimes when i’m hungover i will eat the bagel by itself and i will break off little pieces to absorb the acid in my stomach. bagels are juts so bagel like.Posted By alison On 04.03.2013 @ 8:59 pm
it was a calamity in the fact that the reds were almost brown things touched each other so intensely that everything was one and that was the calamity that individualism that identity, and idiosyncrasies were lost in the sea of melting reds, and almost browns almost anything except singular, and proudPosted By Alison On 03.25.2013 @ 3:45 pm
sometimes listening is the most powerful of companionship listening to the windows and the waves, and to the conversation erupting from the table next to the window listening to intentions behind the word - what is said, and what is not listening not only with ears wide open - but with hearts and minds, both empty and full empty of judgement and full of love and curiosityPosted By Alison On 03.24.2013 @ 5:53 pm
beware of the children they are not as happy as you think beware of their chicanery, and jelly-spilt mouths words of far greater wisdom spring out of those wells, with a tongue as a bucket far wiser than you would think beware of the children they are not as naive, or as simple as you thinkPosted By Alison On 03.20.2013 @ 5:52 pm
Sometimes cities stink like bones Bones of the weary – of those people whose little treetop lives just jump from party to party, and internet browser to magazine These bones that cities stink of Are the most pathetic sort of scene
I cry – Run between the treetops, Don’t just flutter!
So these cities that we’ve created and relished - the ones that smell like bones?
Paint them with your honesty and energy And reckless spontaneityPosted By Alison On 03.17.2013 @ 3:33 pm
blasted youth and blasted burns sunscrapes and scars from skateboards and not enough sunscreen too much uv ray exposure, not enough shelter the youth, they are a science experiment of the greatest chemist ever known blues and purples mix in a concoction of blasted bubbles the delicate vile on the brink explosion blasted youth of today these moments, gasping for air in the busted up car going just a hair too fast blasted radio accompanied by singing close to screams the sun just keeps on burning without forgiveness, without drink blasted youth and blasted burns the youth, they keep on takingPosted By Alison On 03.14.2013 @ 4:25 pm
eternal flame of youth sizzle inside me, i beg eternal flame of the tomorrows of yesterday dance in the hearth of my mind inspire energies of activity, passion, and spite. eternal flame of the unknown intellect, i praise you, and i ask for your presence, always in this hearth of my mind and this chimney that is my mouth - this smoke that disintegrates into the tips of my fingers eternal flame of adventure and breeze i ask you to stay, please i will provide as much firewood as you need, dear flames dear eternal flames of youth i will build shelter with tear-drenched pages of used novellas and i will kindle jazz and hip hop into the caverns of your blue lights i will run upon the dirt and i will kick up sand in the ocean if that should appease you, eternal flames of youthPosted By Alison On 03.13.2013 @ 6:46 pm