misserinmarie.blogspot.com
Miss Erin: Amanda Bynes is in the freezer aisle
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Sunday, March 29, 2015. Amanda Bynes is in the freezer aisle. I wake up at 7:30pm. I stumble to the kitchen and open the freezer and pull out the ice cream. I stand, leaning against the counter, eating it. My whole mouth burns it's so cold, and my tongue goes numb. Was I at Heidi's apartment yesterday? Was I petting Zula, and in the kitchen with leftover enchiladas talking about spirituality, and letting myself out to meet him at the gate yesterday? Have I really worked an entire shift since then? I hear...
misserinmarie.blogspot.com
Miss Erin: an attempt to write something true
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Sunday, May 03, 2015. An attempt to write something true. I am sitting on a bed. In a small city in Southern California. About a mile inland from the Pacific Ocean. My name is Erin. I think way too much. I think way too much. Everyone can be very beautiful to me and in fact is. I don't understand the purpose of singling out one or the other. I thought myself to tears. I think about the same things over and over until it's boring. Until I've convinced myself of something that isn't even there. And then wh...
ottomattiq.blogspot.com
~otto~: { for sale : my book }
http://ottomattiq.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-sale-my-book.html
EVERY MOMENT IS LOVELY, YES :. For sale : my book }. My first book, Steal Me for Your Stories. Is available for pre-order. This collection of short stories took me several years to write - many of which first appeared on this blog. Also, I'm donating everything I make from this book to a trust for my late cousin's family. So even if you think the stories suck you can at least know it wasn't a total waste of money. 1 x like a billion = how much I love you:. Goodness, theres really much effective info here!
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rollerfink: You Will Find Me / I Will Find You
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Monday, September 10, 2012. You Will Find Me / I Will Find You. You will find me, here, naked and blank, pale, drowned beneath these sheets of blood. Close my eyes, they are empty, I will sleep. Do not kiss my lips. They are cold, cracked. Cover my face. I am nothing and isn't nothing better? You will find me, your son, upstairs; the bang has interrupted your dinner party. I'm a mess, but do not be embarrassed. It hurt, mother, just briefly; do you know about pain? I have known it only. Son, I will drop ...
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rollerfink: Touch My Eyes
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Friday, April 13, 2012. Being dead is nothing but not wanting to die again. So take my picture from your bedside. Place it in a drawer. Toss it in the garbage. Bury or burn it. Give my clothes away. Go and see a movie, and smile and laugh. Fall in love. Just touch my eyes and close them so that I may die in peace. I like this a lot, Benjamin. Nice :D. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I don't belong in a garbage can. View my complete profile. People Who Think I'm a Dope. Watching The Paint Dry. I put b...
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rollerfink: Dreaming
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Wednesday, February 29, 2012. I’m a squirrel in the forest. I’m nothing; I’m dead. I'm a squirrel in the forest and I'm dead. There are maggots in my eyes and I'm dead. I’m nothing in this forest and I’m dead. I’m naked and lonely; I stink, I’m nothing and I’m dead. I’m the squirrel, I’m the forest, I’m the maggots. I’m the eyes, I'm the stench. I am nothing and I’m dead. This is beautiful and thats that. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I don't belong in a garbage can. View my complete profile. Can t...
ottomattiq.blogspot.com
~otto~: { my book should be out in early 2012 }
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EVERY MOMENT IS LOVELY, YES :. My book should be out in early 2012 }. I do not like to run for trains but it was right there, I could see it, so I scampered. I swiped my card and the turnstile told me to “please swipe again,” and if turnstiles could laugh they would laugh like MWAHAHAHA. Look for my book early next year from Tiny Hardcore Press. PS - You are reading my old-ass blog. I moved here: www.ottomattiq.com. 4 x like a billion = how much I love you:. Maybe call it Made Up Sexual Diseases. I d...
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life in a shoebox: poppy poems
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Tuesday, September 22, 2009. You being in love. Will tell who softly asks in love,. Am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely. To become the jumping puppets of a dream? Entirely having in my careful how. Careful arms created this at length. Inexcusable, this inexplicable pleasure – you go from several. Persons: believe me that strangers arrive. When i have kissed you into a memory. Slowly, oh seriously. That since and if you disappear. Ask “life, the question how do i drink dream smile.
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~otto~: { this blog has moved }
http://ottomattiq.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-blog-has-moved.html
EVERY MOMENT IS LOVELY, YES :. This blog has moved }. The new spot is www.ottomattiq.com. And here is the new RSS feed, if you are so inclined: http:/ www.ottomattiq.com/rss. 8 x like a billion = how much I love you:. Dont delete this blog. Epic anthology of ill otto writings. Foren for the last blogspot word verification. September 30, 2010 at 12:35 AM. For you, anything. Anything! September 30, 2010 at 12:43 AM. September 30, 2010 at 2:57 AM. September 30, 2010 at 2:58 AM. September 30, 2010 at 10:15 AM.
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THE RADLEY HOUSE: Who the hell is Ezra Pound?
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Who the hell is Ezra Pound? April is the time I get uprooted the most, I become clipped and restless, I try on bad habits like I'm buying new shoes. It's lively but anxious. Mostly it's the watery sandy-itchiness that gets back in the tic-tac-toed scar tissue of my baaaaaad. Knee (think: handlebar moustache! Eggshell waifs gagged and bound to traintracks! I guess because it's thawing out? I'll be honest: I liked that it got me the table for myself.). Fuck) One very informatively called the flap method.
