Entries By MJ
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rocker
are you off your rocker? she asked grandma.
oh, whoops, i afraid i am, dear. would you help me up, please?
she held out both her hands, but didn’t grab onto hers and raise her up. she held her grandmother’s arms, gently, careful not to squeeze too hard, careful not to bruise or break.
Posted By MJ On 05.16.2013 @ 10:54 am
murder
group of crows
or
killing with malice aforethought
no inspiration to be had here. just a bad thing that happens, or birds.
Posted By MJ On 02.02.2013 @ 2:50 pm
politician
No thank you, not interested with having them in my head. Done now what next?
Posted By Mj On 01.09.2013 @ 11:05 pm
roof
The soul leaves at night climbs up onto the roof in her nightdress and she straddles the ridge and sings wildsong about places far away about places she will never go.
Posted By MJ On 12.06.2012 @ 12:22 pm
object
everything is an object. the things on your desk, the litter on the road, the people living on this world. what, you don’t think YOU’RE an object? no. you’re a living thing, with mechanisms and patterns, programmed to run new programs at different parts at your life, eventually reaching the end of your code. you are delusional if you don’t think of people as machines, objects.
Posted By MJ On 12.02.2012 @ 3:29 pm
local
The locals lived their life peacefully..they grew their own crops, and raised their own animals. There was a sense of community among them, and the entire place was like a
Posted By MJ On 11.27.2012 @ 4:42 am
roar
ROAR goes the beast inside me. ROAR you must write, ROAR that idea of yours is good, ROAR it would be loved, ROAR, a tale to share, a tale worth sharing. the ROAR is right. the ROAR must be written.
Posted By MJ On 11.09.2012 @ 7:38 pm
fawn
There is something primal in all of us. Something primal when we see the babies of others. It is connectedness. It’s an unreal feeling that we are part of great web we don’t quite understand. It is mystery and beauty, truth and ugliness.
Posted By MJ On 09.30.2012 @ 8:14 am
flex
I flex my feet to undo the kinks of the day. I sit on my butt and flex them as I watch tv and then I refuse to flex my brain any longer because it’s what I’ve done all day and I can stand it anymore more.
Posted By MJ On 09.08.2012 @ 8:12 am
half
he’s my other half, though it bothers me i think about him so much. i don’t feel independent as much. maybe he’s my other half in the sense that i’ve given part of myself to him. i used to enjoy solitude and thrive in it, but for the first time ever, i need someone else.
Posted By MJ On 08.21.2012 @ 7:54 pm
event
grand openings. ribbon cuttings with oversized scissors.
funerals. blacks, veils, silence, cries.
eclipses. sunglasses and heads tilted back.
Posted By MJ On 08.19.2012 @ 7:22 pm
methods
there is a method to the madness. write constantly, make it mean something, don’t start at the beginning if that doesn’t work for you, just start somewhere, don’t use words other than “said” to follow dialogue very often. these are just several methods, but not everyone follows them.
Posted By MJ On 07.31.2012 @ 1:54 pm
railroad
railroads in the forest in dreams. railroads in japan, shinkansen. railroads on stadium, went off the other day, amtrak, arms go up, on you go then.
Posted By MJ On 07.03.2012 @ 7:43 pm
crust
the crust of the earth is full of people sounds like the sound of the bread breaking cr
Posted By mj On 06.28.2012 @ 8:36 pm
switching
Switch teams.
What?
Go to bat in another state.
Huh?
I said, pick a side.
But . . .
just not the side you’re on.
This doesn’t make any sense.
Posted By MJ On 06.11.2012 @ 7:33 pm
chat
I went into a room, in which there were many people I did not know. I talked about some things, and some of those things were things I expected to talk about about. Some of the things other people talked about surprised me. There was a topic.
Posted By MJ On 06.08.2012 @ 10:46 pm
grind
Grind, the daily grind, grind some coffee beans for me, wake me up, I’m sick of this job. I’d like to take his head and. Stop violent thoughts, engage in hedonism, quiet the grinding impulse to.
Posted By MJ On 06.07.2012 @ 12:19 pm
transform
transformation, trans means from, i think. i’m not sure. latin prefix. not greek. i’m pretty sure i’m not sure about that. form, what you are, your being, you, soul, body, mind.
Posted By MJ On 05.27.2012 @ 2:29 pm
insect
the most populous species on the planet, millions of species, even. humans are outnumbered by ants alone. there are shiny black beetles, butterflies with stained glass wings, praying mantises that prefer to wait and pounce to eat.
Posted By MJ On 05.14.2012 @ 1:06 pm
lending
how do you conjugate this word in the past tense? lent? lended? i’m not entirely sure. it’s a strange word. sounds like a weak verb, though, not strong.
hmm.
what has life lent you?
Posted By MJ On 05.12.2012 @ 5:56 pm
tasting
disappointment tastes like poptarts without frosting, like the english-style ale with the label decorated with a woman in a corset, full and fleshy pushing outward, tastes like the self-hatred one feels when they didn’t go out today to do what needs to be done. it tastes like right now.
Posted By MJ On 05.07.2012 @ 4:59 pm
hallowed
he holds a chain and metal incense, thin snakes of smoke gliding out from the inside. the chants of the choir are low and deep. panes of color hinder light so things are darker and time moves more slowly here.
Posted By MJ On 04.30.2012 @ 4:01 pm
gladiator
gladiator sandals and red shirts. long braided hair and jean shorts. thats what modern day teenage valkyries wear. they shout down the catcallers. they run after assailers. they are always drunk, always strong, always willing to give you a ride to where you need to go.
Posted By MJ On 04.25.2012 @ 3:08 pm
earring
silver earrings from an aunt and uncle who slandered my sister’s name through mass email sit next to my laptop on my rolltop desk.
OBAMA’S HEALTH CARE PLAN
the email read,
WILL COVER ABORTIONS AND DIANA WILL GET ALL THE ABORTIONS SHE WANTS!!!
my sister has never had an abortion. we’re still trying to convince family that she hasn’t.
Posted By MJ On 04.16.2012 @ 3:51 pm
splash
ratings
poor ratings for deep thought, societal analysis, and complicated allegory. high ratings for vapid romance, half-assed humor, and predictable plotlines. don’t make the people think. they prefer not to.
Posted By MJ On 03.20.2012 @ 10:20 pm
pageant
oh god. why is toddlers in tiaras the first thing that came to my mind? because it’s a disease, that’s why. fucking pedophile fodder for creeps and validation for mothers with no sense of future self-worth. trash. shit. horrible. waste of time.
but that little girl that says “a dolla makes me holla, honey boo boo” is a hilarious child, i hope she grows up happy, funny, and fun to be around instead of spoiled and vain like the others.
Posted By MJ On 03.19.2012 @ 7:36 pm
torch
hold your torches to my chest, sweet genie. trace your fingers along my ribs, burn my bones into a black xylophone, and send my skin into the air as flakes of ash, let me ignite, let me kindle, for i am witch, i am woman.
Posted By MJ On 03.18.2012 @ 7:32 pm
belief
dream: a belief in something future, something futile.
how many people have dreamed of being a writer someday -
and how many people have done it?
it’s a delusional belief, and i count myself among the millions of ununique people who have it.
Posted By MJ On 03.12.2012 @ 5:55 pm
