you suck |
Yes...you. You suck.
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jan 2009 05:49:00 GMT |
The is Your Nation... |
This is Your Nation on White PrivilegeBy Tim WiseSeptember 13, 2008
For those who still can't grasp the concept of white privilege, or who are constantly looking for an easy-to-understand example of i...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 20:12:00 GMT |
Them Bones |
I've seen people throw cigarette butts out the window of a moving vehicle before but chicken bones??? Chicken bones?!?!?!
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:34:00 GMT |
...(Tear The Roof Off The Sucker) |
Late Monday morning, driving home from work, traffic is slowing down on the Merrit. When I got a little further north, I saw the tractor trailer on the side of the road. I moved over to the ...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 13:00:00 GMT |
Bananas and Ham |
Sitting in the ice cream shoppe chowing down a hot fudge sundae after a day of snow tubing, I was listening to the conversations going on around us. Seated at the table next to us, though they di...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Mar 2008 18:07:00 GMT |
futility |
driving south on exchange
at three o'clock a.m.
early morning streets are empty
except for the woman on the corner
waiting for another trick
and an old man asleep in a doorway
clutching a bottle of j...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 13:31:00 GMT |
Worry My Dome |
"My head is heavy, she said as she dropped her arm, letting her dome fall to the beige blanket on the bed. I asked her how heavy it was and when she told me she didn't know, I left the room to get a s...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 14:30:00 GMT |
All I Want For Christmas (Is...) |
retractable arms so that when I sleep on my side, my arms don't wake me up with that awful pins and needles feeling.
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 06:46:00 GMT |
Tongues of Empty Men |
Blade against skin
Feeling nothing within
The fire is burning
And I am yearning
For it to begin
Posted by on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 05:34:00 GMT |
Pleasantly Blue |
I come from a broken home. Lived with my dad, stepmom and my many siblings of varying blood relationships until between 2nd and 3rd grade, when I moved from my dad's house to my mom's house and became...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 12:33:00 GMT |
