Our wretched beautiful souls too tired for striving... |
I dare the information age to give me a specific fucking emoticon for this...Almost certainly, my penchant for confession is tied to my Catholic upbringing. I remember my first experience with the sac...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Aug 2008 12:13:00 GMT |
O, Death |
O, Death (4/9/08) Black-hearted vengeance I stop breathing Die a thousand times a week Every time I sleep, life unravels ...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 19:05:00 GMT |
Avión |
Avión (4/17/08)Green's not the right colorwith you I always think in redsWhen the plane was taking offit was your face that I saw in my mind99 Red Balloons playing on my headphoneseyes closed, seat no...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Aug 2008 16:00:00 GMT |
"How Long (til the Second Line)" by Steve LaBate |
Tell me how long, how long, will my candle burn?How long, baby, through this world will I churn?How long must I wait until the Judgement Day,'til that old black-cloaked angel takes me away?!
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:26:00 GMT |
From The Vault: 1986, The I Love Indians Book, by Steven M. LaBate |
Well, it's more of a novella than a book...I think Indians are Awesome. They have neat weapons like bow 'en arrows and speires. I like the way they lived. They hunted deers and rabbits. And they went ...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 20:51:00 GMT |
From The Vault: Circa 1985, The Most (Unintentionally) Dirty Poem Ever Penned by a First Grader |
Man, I was a sick little bastard, and I didn't even know it...I know a littlepussy Her coatis silver grayShe lives downin a meadowNot very far awayAlthough she is a pussyShe'll never be a catfor she's...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 20:36:00 GMT |
From the Vault: Fall 1986, Red Sox game |
By my 7-year-old self...I went to a Redsox game. and Roger Clemens was pitching he K out 3 batters, and the bases were loaded and Jim Rice was up the pitch came to him and he swung and hit the ball in...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 11:07:00 GMT |
Tom Waits’ Heart of Saturday Night |
I was up late at the office listening to this masterpiece, and I think it has officially passed Miles Davis' Kind of Blue as my favorite album of all time.It's the perfect record for me - sad, funny, ...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 00:16:00 GMT |
Life story, abridged (and updated)... |
Born in Springfield, Mass. Watched Lone Ranger cartoons with his Dad. Slammed his hand in an old record-player cabinet. Ate eggs with ketchup in his high chair. Tried to fly out of a second-story wind...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 02:18:00 GMT |
And to think, we did all of this to rock... |
Check out my new story, "And to Think, We Did All of This to Rock: a spontaneous odyssey into America's playground" at pastemagazine.com.It's all true. Only worse. - Steve
Posted by on Wed, 30 May 2007 13:45:00 GMT |
