Last night was so much fun! We stood on the corner on Bainbridge St. while we waited for the first act to finish up. Once the Shubin theatre cleared out, we all got to go in and take a seat! With only 43 seats, the room was crowded. Angry People Building Things.
T*Rish
Part of a corner, that’s all I want, a tiny part of a tiny part of this world to hide in and be hush.
Y
Corber, turning a corner is a change in direction. Stop one thing and start anohter. Trapped in a corner, means few options. Corrners postive and negative, which is which…
g
My little corner of the world is an odd one this year. So much change. We have been shaken to the core. Our perspectives have changed. Our awareness of what is important has been “tweaked”. Live your corner of the world to the fullest.
Paula
turn the corner. there he is. look back. he is there also.
it’s hard being in love with a dead man. he can do what he pleases. he can haunt you through his words, through the words of others, through your brain’s tiny insignificant attempts to not love.
dear, dear jack.
samantha
space room closed in in the corner a boy sits and cries. In the corner a man sits and rests. In the corner to people hide from the world giggling together in there own corner of the world.
Anonymous
theres nice corners to houses. you can really find a nice spot to relax, maybe with a window near by. the sun can rest on you while you read a book.
bekkah
Corners make me feel so clumsy. Ineligant. When I fold clothes, i can never get perfect corners. Why is that? Have I done something wrong? My sister can make perfect corners. But she worked at a Gap for a year, folding clothes. Everyday. I wish I was a corner. Or at a corner, of the world. Corners are so perfect, but i’m not. Words are corners. Sharp and concise, and neat.
I’m not jealous. I don’t like Gap.
Sidney
there’s a corner on the street where a man once sold apples to beggars for less than a nickle. his name was chuck, and he believed that everyone should wear two left shoes, because things were never right. whenever he saw an old woman cross the street, he’d wait for her on the other end and talk to her.
erin
The meeting of two edges, the point of intersection… there are a lot of corners in the man-made world, but not many in the natural one. It’s a lot easier to live in the corner than on the edge
Emma
The walls were closing in on me, the walls contracting closer and closer like in a horror movie where the drill comes closer to your forehead and you can see death rushing at you. The corners are sharp edges, smoothed into globular structures. I am trapped.
Elenor love_for_chocolates@yahoo.com
omg a corner thats cool. i run into them if im not paying attention…first word that came to mind was hooker
marissa
In a corner is a box. In a box is a corner.
In this corner is a little boy.
In this little boy is a heart.
In his heart isn’t blood.
It’s fire. Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
Christopher
The corner was a place you did not want to be. It was away from the world, a place for the creeps and the losers. Nobody would talk to you, or acknowledge your existence. You didn’t exist.
But how could you get into the corner,
Brendan
It’s where I am–the deadzone. What is my last is left and is all I have. Life offers nothing but victory from here on out. So into the dark tunnel I go, my Mind on that ever expanding glimmer of light.
twitter.com/WillCreates
I like corners. They make bends in roads the Romans had no corners coz they were weird. The Egyptians had lots of corners, hence the pyramids and stuff. Anyway corners are great. Not like stupid straight lines.
Sam
side of a room….base of faith…..strength…life in solid stage…..boxing breaks….buy good stuff….last minute items…
Georgia
i was standing in the corner. I didn´t see anything. It smell not so good and I heard when clock was
Anna
it’s something that we see everyday but dont truly understand. a corner is one of the most important things in our lives. it defines our demension and makes up sides to all shapes. well almost all shapes, but thats besides the point. this is an interesting project.
Alex
dark and suspicious without a single chance of escaping something drew near. catching me inside it’s cold layer of blackness i
Jennifer
there’s nothing wrong with the corner of my house. there’s just the life the it brings to me. it’s the core foundation of my house, it builds it up, makes it stable and holds it together.
much as it is like with the corners of my life. the loves and losses that make up who i am and what i do.
asdfs
He sat, along, on the couch, gazing at the one thing that was taunting him rom the corner.
The ex-junkie rocker was being tormented by in inaminate object, and it was annoying the shit out of him.
It wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t come up with a tune that could ever amount to a song.
But the guitar still taunted him.
Carly, the Renthead.
Standing on the corner slanging bricks, selling dime bags,
poopyface
alone, corners are lonley places. sometimes i feel like i am backed into a corner. how do you get out of the corner? being put in the corner is never fun. but sometimes i just want to hide in the corner.
laura
Traped in a space scarcly largenough for me to be in
Traped by my own thoughts and words
Traped cold and desolate without hope of feelings
Traped by My love
Traped with her at my back
Never realizeing but only doing
Traped because I care
Traped because I want to Do it al
Traped by my love for her
Loveless
hello you are the side of my life I am dead to the world there is no longer hope, no peace oh my gosh can do the beginning or the ending this is it.
Jake
The corner is an interesting place. Drug deals. Prostitutes. Violence. Drunks. Homeless. Its impossible to avoid.
Andy M.
sit in the corner and survey the room, wishing that you were one of those in the center.
Kim
I turned the corner and couldn’t believe what I saw. Or maybe I could believe it.. because there was nothing there. I’ll never understand why I chose to turn that corner. All I know is that I wish I could turn back around.
Brittany Michelle
Eyes wide, breath harsh and panting and metallic, blood trick-trick-trickling like a tear down her cheek. Metal like gunpowder in her hands. The wall, mocking, as it presses into her spine. His breath is a kiss against her neck. She screams. Fumbles the knife. Sends it flickering through the air but he’s blocking, he’s dancing her sideways and diagonal but she’s a goner, gone, going, gone.
If she had any time for retrospect, she would have cursed that corner, but she’s fallingfallingfalling into the black. And then he laughs. And then she’s gone.
Anna
from the corner to the block
galactic
samgant
emily
em
eminem
marshall mathers
hailie
artemis
crew
CRI
spring
homework
AP
MIT
music theory
guess who? :/
danaë
No one puts Baby in a corner.
Anna
corner on the corner
square to square
and i’m not there
corner
we’re all on the corner of life
looking both ways but
never crossing the street
just write
it’s all right
the corner is not as scary as you think
despite its sharp edges
if you know what i mean, huh?
freezewithsteeze
trapped away, cant get out cant get out.
i try and go this way cant try and go that way cant, where do i go. but its safe. safe no one behind me, safe cant be snuck up on
safety in fear
fear in saftey
corened
chance chance_charles@hotmail.com
i am standing on the coner looking into the house across the street and all the sudden a man pops out the door with a hotdog in his hand singing the oscar myer song for fun
kmfk
Sometimes I wish i could hide in a corner, but I would also love to live in a world were corners do not exist. I am confusing…again
Adela
in the corner of the street I saw her. She was as beatiful as ever. Eventhough I had not seen her for ten years she was as beatiful as the day I left her.
Arne
um this thingy has a corner on it
and it’s rounded.
this laptop is not staying on my lap
panicpanicpanic
ack taht green line is moving fast
normally that would be awesome but i’m not waiting for something to load
acccckkkk shit
red now
orlando bloom
blubb blubb
karlheinz
I sit here in the corner, not knowing what to do. I still have no idea what happened to me, to you, to us.
Last night was so much fun! We stood on the corner on Bainbridge St. while we waited for the first act to finish up. Once the Shubin theatre cleared out, we all got to go in and take a seat! With only 43 seats, the room was crowded. Angry People Building Things.
Part of a corner, that’s all I want, a tiny part of a tiny part of this world to hide in and be hush.
Corber, turning a corner is a change in direction. Stop one thing and start anohter. Trapped in a corner, means few options. Corrners postive and negative, which is which…
My little corner of the world is an odd one this year. So much change. We have been shaken to the core. Our perspectives have changed. Our awareness of what is important has been “tweaked”. Live your corner of the world to the fullest.
turn the corner. there he is. look back. he is there also.
it’s hard being in love with a dead man. he can do what he pleases. he can haunt you through his words, through the words of others, through your brain’s tiny insignificant attempts to not love.
dear, dear jack.
space room closed in in the corner a boy sits and cries. In the corner a man sits and rests. In the corner to people hide from the world giggling together in there own corner of the world.
theres nice corners to houses. you can really find a nice spot to relax, maybe with a window near by. the sun can rest on you while you read a book.
Corners make me feel so clumsy. Ineligant. When I fold clothes, i can never get perfect corners. Why is that? Have I done something wrong? My sister can make perfect corners. But she worked at a Gap for a year, folding clothes. Everyday. I wish I was a corner. Or at a corner, of the world. Corners are so perfect, but i’m not. Words are corners. Sharp and concise, and neat.
I’m not jealous. I don’t like Gap.
there’s a corner on the street where a man once sold apples to beggars for less than a nickle. his name was chuck, and he believed that everyone should wear two left shoes, because things were never right. whenever he saw an old woman cross the street, he’d wait for her on the other end and talk to her.
The meeting of two edges, the point of intersection… there are a lot of corners in the man-made world, but not many in the natural one. It’s a lot easier to live in the corner than on the edge
The walls were closing in on me, the walls contracting closer and closer like in a horror movie where the drill comes closer to your forehead and you can see death rushing at you. The corners are sharp edges, smoothed into globular structures. I am trapped.
omg a corner thats cool. i run into them if im not paying attention…first word that came to mind was hooker
In a corner is a box. In a box is a corner.
In this corner is a little boy.
In this little boy is a heart.
In his heart isn’t blood.
It’s fire. Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
Fire and ice.
The corner was a place you did not want to be. It was away from the world, a place for the creeps and the losers. Nobody would talk to you, or acknowledge your existence. You didn’t exist.
But how could you get into the corner,
It’s where I am–the deadzone. What is my last is left and is all I have. Life offers nothing but victory from here on out. So into the dark tunnel I go, my Mind on that ever expanding glimmer of light.
I like corners. They make bends in roads the Romans had no corners coz they were weird. The Egyptians had lots of corners, hence the pyramids and stuff. Anyway corners are great. Not like stupid straight lines.
side of a room….base of faith…..strength…life in solid stage…..boxing breaks….buy good stuff….last minute items…
i was standing in the corner. I didn´t see anything. It smell not so good and I heard when clock was
it’s something that we see everyday but dont truly understand. a corner is one of the most important things in our lives. it defines our demension and makes up sides to all shapes. well almost all shapes, but thats besides the point. this is an interesting project.
dark and suspicious without a single chance of escaping something drew near. catching me inside it’s cold layer of blackness i
there’s nothing wrong with the corner of my house. there’s just the life the it brings to me. it’s the core foundation of my house, it builds it up, makes it stable and holds it together.
much as it is like with the corners of my life. the loves and losses that make up who i am and what i do.
He sat, along, on the couch, gazing at the one thing that was taunting him rom the corner.
The ex-junkie rocker was being tormented by in inaminate object, and it was annoying the shit out of him.
It wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t come up with a tune that could ever amount to a song.
But the guitar still taunted him.
Standing on the corner slanging bricks, selling dime bags,
alone, corners are lonley places. sometimes i feel like i am backed into a corner. how do you get out of the corner? being put in the corner is never fun. but sometimes i just want to hide in the corner.
Traped in a space scarcly largenough for me to be in
Traped by my own thoughts and words
Traped cold and desolate without hope of feelings
Traped by My love
Traped with her at my back
Never realizeing but only doing
Traped because I care
Traped because I want to Do it al
Traped by my love for her
hello you are the side of my life I am dead to the world there is no longer hope, no peace oh my gosh can do the beginning or the ending this is it.
The corner is an interesting place. Drug deals. Prostitutes. Violence. Drunks. Homeless. Its impossible to avoid.
sit in the corner and survey the room, wishing that you were one of those in the center.
I turned the corner and couldn’t believe what I saw. Or maybe I could believe it.. because there was nothing there. I’ll never understand why I chose to turn that corner. All I know is that I wish I could turn back around.
Eyes wide, breath harsh and panting and metallic, blood trick-trick-trickling like a tear down her cheek. Metal like gunpowder in her hands. The wall, mocking, as it presses into her spine. His breath is a kiss against her neck. She screams. Fumbles the knife. Sends it flickering through the air but he’s blocking, he’s dancing her sideways and diagonal but she’s a goner, gone, going, gone.
If she had any time for retrospect, she would have cursed that corner, but she’s fallingfallingfalling into the black. And then he laughs. And then she’s gone.
from the corner to the block
galactic
samgant
emily
em
eminem
marshall mathers
hailie
artemis
crew
CRI
spring
homework
AP
MIT
music theory
guess who? :/
No one puts Baby in a corner.
corner on the corner
square to square
and i’m not there
corner
we’re all on the corner of life
looking both ways but
never crossing the street
just write
it’s all right
the corner is not as scary as you think
despite its sharp edges
if you know what i mean, huh?
trapped away, cant get out cant get out.
i try and go this way cant try and go that way cant, where do i go. but its safe. safe no one behind me, safe cant be snuck up on
safety in fear
fear in saftey
corened
i am standing on the coner looking into the house across the street and all the sudden a man pops out the door with a hotdog in his hand singing the oscar myer song for fun
Sometimes I wish i could hide in a corner, but I would also love to live in a world were corners do not exist. I am confusing…again
in the corner of the street I saw her. She was as beatiful as ever. Eventhough I had not seen her for ten years she was as beatiful as the day I left her.
um this thingy has a corner on it
and it’s rounded.
this laptop is not staying on my lap
panicpanicpanic
ack taht green line is moving fast
normally that would be awesome but i’m not waiting for something to load
acccckkkk shit
red now
blubb blubb
I sit here in the corner, not knowing what to do. I still have no idea what happened to me, to you, to us.