she had rollers in her hair.
her lips were red with blood,
blood-stained teeth from gnawing
nervousness and tears filled her eyes
as she watched his red truck roll
down the drive way. leaving
tread-marks across her heart.
we glide along so smoothly, it’s almost as if we’re not moving at all. you’re by my side, hair flowing out behind you so long anad dark and i think god it’s like ink, i could just run my fingers through it so smoothly, and you turn to me and smile and coast onward, roller, you
mollie
coasters used to terrify me but now i enjoy them. goliath makes me almost faint. i hate it. magic mountain was cool when i was younger, right now it sounds liek the worst place on teh planet. its always hot there and they never give you enough water
On her roller skates, she sped by everyone, hurtling through the streets faster than air. She continued to skate past the old houses she had lived near as a child, picking up speed until they became a mere blur in her mind.
coriolis
I love the fresh bouncy warm smell of your hair falling to your shoulders after taking out your rollers; like poking the edges of your baking cookies to see if they’re done.
roller skates are quite interesting contraptions dont you think? the have four wheels that support the skater and they do not tremble or sway when rolling on them. their movements are just as predictable as unpredictable.
Lindsay
I hate the roller rink. The man with long hair pulled the little boy’s short hair. His hair was long enough to fit fifty rollers. He worked at the roller rink. What a life. What a LIFE.
bridget
Roller, my way-lay to what’s down the hill. Filling me with anticipation, feeling the need to see you. Sheath that blade, touching the skin on top you vein. One stroke and love will surrender. Feel the pulse.
lyndsay
Rollerskating will always remind me of pre-adolescent days, spent whining about a boy and complaining about my parents!
Our first date he took me roller skating. I remember how we crawled along the floor, because I’d never gone skating before. He was so patient with me, and when I stumbled he used the excuse to grab onto my hand and never let go.
I just wish I loved him.
Bekkah
I ran the lint roller down his jacket. It felt so normal, so domestic, as if we had spent our whole lives living together. I watched the little bits of fibers and dust protest as the sticky roll swept them away. Sometimes it was good to get swept away.
jackie
I have been wanting a pair of roller skates for a while now. It’ll be good exercise, and I think it’d be easier to move than running. I saw a roller rink the other day, and I wished I could have gone inside because I have never been to one. I think those are retro, and I picture it to be old timey.
yara simon
I once put rollers in my hair, but now my life is just rolling. Rolling away, away from my safe keeping away, rolling, in the distance. Rollers to put in you hair the pink ones, that cost a dollar, but your life rolling out from under you like a persian rug. Well, you can’t help that.
Haley Ameral
roll on down the hill hi roller. roll on faster rock ‘n roller. roller over rover. steady reader eddie reaver messy eater rover.
brian
I used to think roller coasters were fun, I would hop on, the stress would build up, the anxiety would build up, up up up I’d go… then down I’d go quickly and it’d all go away, I’d feel better. Life isn’t a roller coaster.
roller derby
roller ball
wheels on the cement
girls in fishnets with bruises
on their thighs
no apologies for the punch
they might throw
or the kick right at your face
all’s fair in love and war
but mostly just war
anna~
roller. rollercoasters and steamrollers. rolling as a motion, one of a vast set we are capable of. rolling, lolling, body as form and function, but also as art.
bryan
It didn’t matter that the driver sat twelve feet off of the ground. It didn’t matter that it was Monday morning and he was hungover. It didn’t matter that he was paying more attention to his coffee than his job. In truth, Dwayne wasn’t very bright and wouldn’t have noticed the body parts poking out of the ground in front of his steam roller even on a good day.
Doug McIntire
the coaster went up the tracks.
click. click. click.
the tension was building. Higher and higher.
Looking over the top now….
derek
sharp as the edge of a knife
you’ll never get it by these eyes
circle underneath, you can try
but you’d never guess where I hide
The roller went round and round, on this roller was a log. Harry had spent a lot of time chopping this log down. Jack had given his life to ensure the log made it to the roller.
The girl puts on her roller skates for the first time. One block without swerving or tripping, “I feel invincible,” she proclaims…until she reaches a pile of branches on the sidewalk and falls on her bottom. She cries and no one is there to help her up.
Phoebus
Roller ball. roller derbey….
roll by babe
stick it to the man
make her day
fade away
stuck up stick in.
SMH
There was a roller skate whizzing down the hill, lazily and alone. Why was it there? I pushed myself higher on the swing.
Erika
As I watched the roller operator, I saw how hard this person was working. I felt sorry for her.
Marina
back and forth
goes the paint roller
late night renovation slumber party
aching arms pushing on
covering the obnoxious red
with an inoffensive beige
back and forth
back and forth
was it worth it to let me have my way?
i didn’t even get to enjoy it
now we’re moving again
A week ago I was roller blading in an empty subdivision. I approached the hill and I didn’t know how to slow down, I sped up to an enormous speed. I hit a rock and flew a million feet!
Anneliese
A roller can flatten me and grind me into the pavement
Unless, of course, it’s a roller coaster and it sends me flying, defying gravity.
The life of a rolly polly takes many different directions. Above all it presents the quizzical circumstance of never being truly in sync – anarchy is popular among its legs.
Natalia
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I hope you read this,
beacause it’s allll your fault.
And oh, her roller-coaster heart had nothing on his roller-coaster mind. They soared; they swooped; they fell like feathers after heartbreak and floated like feathers when it was all over and done with. They were young, flying foot-loose and fancy-free. They were young, and beautiful, and the roller-coaster hearts and roller-coaster minds were no match at all for their roller-coaster love.
My love for you was a rollercoaster:
Spinning
Twisting
Frantic
Rush of adrenaline.
And in the end, it came to a jolting stop.
Eli Williams
I wanted roller skates, but I knew it was unrealistic. Being a hipster is unrealistic. Oh, well, I thought, I’ll have other hipster moments. And it turned out okay: I love my new bike.
johanna
Rollers are silly. I see them all the time with their flashy-lights and texture-friendly clothing. Silly children with electronic pacifiers, slowly rotting holes the size of marbles in their brain. Go green my friends… smoke a bowl, don’t roll.
Stephen Baker
Roller high, aces low, ain’t got a soul left living in the damn place
They were trying to paint the new living room. It shouldn’t have been that hard, really. But one way or another the roller ended up on Julian’s face, and then on Nikolai’s shirt, and basically everywhere but the wall.
Roller derby. Roller blades. Roller coaster. This is the one word I have no idea about. Bleh.
she had rollers in her hair.
her lips were red with blood,
blood-stained teeth from gnawing
nervousness and tears filled her eyes
as she watched his red truck roll
down the drive way. leaving
tread-marks across her heart.
we glide along so smoothly, it’s almost as if we’re not moving at all. you’re by my side, hair flowing out behind you so long anad dark and i think god it’s like ink, i could just run my fingers through it so smoothly, and you turn to me and smile and coast onward, roller, you
coasters used to terrify me but now i enjoy them. goliath makes me almost faint. i hate it. magic mountain was cool when i was younger, right now it sounds liek the worst place on teh planet. its always hot there and they never give you enough water
1roller = Recursive Operation Launching Leverage Entropomatically Rushing
On her roller skates, she sped by everyone, hurtling through the streets faster than air. She continued to skate past the old houses she had lived near as a child, picking up speed until they became a mere blur in her mind.
I love the fresh bouncy warm smell of your hair falling to your shoulders after taking out your rollers; like poking the edges of your baking cookies to see if they’re done.
roller skates are quite interesting contraptions dont you think? the have four wheels that support the skater and they do not tremble or sway when rolling on them. their movements are just as predictable as unpredictable.
I hate the roller rink. The man with long hair pulled the little boy’s short hair. His hair was long enough to fit fifty rollers. He worked at the roller rink. What a life. What a LIFE.
Roller, my way-lay to what’s down the hill. Filling me with anticipation, feeling the need to see you. Sheath that blade, touching the skin on top you vein. One stroke and love will surrender. Feel the pulse.
Rollerskating will always remind me of pre-adolescent days, spent whining about a boy and complaining about my parents!
Our first date he took me roller skating. I remember how we crawled along the floor, because I’d never gone skating before. He was so patient with me, and when I stumbled he used the excuse to grab onto my hand and never let go.
I just wish I loved him.
I ran the lint roller down his jacket. It felt so normal, so domestic, as if we had spent our whole lives living together. I watched the little bits of fibers and dust protest as the sticky roll swept them away. Sometimes it was good to get swept away.
I have been wanting a pair of roller skates for a while now. It’ll be good exercise, and I think it’d be easier to move than running. I saw a roller rink the other day, and I wished I could have gone inside because I have never been to one. I think those are retro, and I picture it to be old timey.
I once put rollers in my hair, but now my life is just rolling. Rolling away, away from my safe keeping away, rolling, in the distance. Rollers to put in you hair the pink ones, that cost a dollar, but your life rolling out from under you like a persian rug. Well, you can’t help that.
roll on down the hill hi roller. roll on faster rock ‘n roller. roller over rover. steady reader eddie reaver messy eater rover.
I used to think roller coasters were fun, I would hop on, the stress would build up, the anxiety would build up, up up up I’d go… then down I’d go quickly and it’d all go away, I’d feel better. Life isn’t a roller coaster.
roller derby
roller ball
wheels on the cement
girls in fishnets with bruises
on their thighs
no apologies for the punch
they might throw
or the kick right at your face
all’s fair in love and war
but mostly just war
roller. rollercoasters and steamrollers. rolling as a motion, one of a vast set we are capable of. rolling, lolling, body as form and function, but also as art.
It didn’t matter that the driver sat twelve feet off of the ground. It didn’t matter that it was Monday morning and he was hungover. It didn’t matter that he was paying more attention to his coffee than his job. In truth, Dwayne wasn’t very bright and wouldn’t have noticed the body parts poking out of the ground in front of his steam roller even on a good day.
the coaster went up the tracks.
click. click. click.
the tension was building. Higher and higher.
Looking over the top now….
sharp as the edge of a knife
you’ll never get it by these eyes
circle underneath, you can try
but you’d never guess where I hide
The roller went round and round, on this roller was a log. Harry had spent a lot of time chopping this log down. Jack had given his life to ensure the log made it to the roller.
The girl puts on her roller skates for the first time. One block without swerving or tripping, “I feel invincible,” she proclaims…until she reaches a pile of branches on the sidewalk and falls on her bottom. She cries and no one is there to help her up.
Roller ball. roller derbey….
roll by babe
stick it to the man
make her day
fade away
stuck up stick in.
There was a roller skate whizzing down the hill, lazily and alone. Why was it there? I pushed myself higher on the swing.
As I watched the roller operator, I saw how hard this person was working. I felt sorry for her.
back and forth
goes the paint roller
late night renovation slumber party
aching arms pushing on
covering the obnoxious red
with an inoffensive beige
back and forth
back and forth
was it worth it to let me have my way?
i didn’t even get to enjoy it
now we’re moving again
A week ago I was roller blading in an empty subdivision. I approached the hill and I didn’t know how to slow down, I sped up to an enormous speed. I hit a rock and flew a million feet!
A roller can flatten me and grind me into the pavement
Unless, of course, it’s a roller coaster and it sends me flying, defying gravity.
blade, skate, wood, curling roller, derby, wheels, slick, hockey, coaster, steel
The roller goes back and forth, back and forth, shaping the dough into an almost perfectly round shape. What yummy tuna buns! I miss it already.
The life of a rolly polly takes many different directions. Above all it presents the quizzical circumstance of never being truly in sync – anarchy is popular among its legs.
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I hope you read this,
beacause it’s allll your fault.
And oh, her roller-coaster heart had nothing on his roller-coaster mind. They soared; they swooped; they fell like feathers after heartbreak and floated like feathers when it was all over and done with. They were young, flying foot-loose and fancy-free. They were young, and beautiful, and the roller-coaster hearts and roller-coaster minds were no match at all for their roller-coaster love.
My love for you was a rollercoaster:
Spinning
Twisting
Frantic
Rush of adrenaline.
And in the end, it came to a jolting stop.
I wanted roller skates, but I knew it was unrealistic. Being a hipster is unrealistic. Oh, well, I thought, I’ll have other hipster moments. And it turned out okay: I love my new bike.
Rollers are silly. I see them all the time with their flashy-lights and texture-friendly clothing. Silly children with electronic pacifiers, slowly rotting holes the size of marbles in their brain. Go green my friends… smoke a bowl, don’t roll.
Roller high, aces low, ain’t got a soul left living in the damn place
Where’s your dealer now?
They were trying to paint the new living room. It shouldn’t have been that hard, really. But one way or another the roller ended up on Julian’s face, and then on Nikolai’s shirt, and basically everywhere but the wall.