A Rough Poem/Song Thing |
I realized while singing this that the melody turned out to be really similar to Bright Eyes' "A Perfect Sonnet." I'll have to tweak it a little so it's not as obvious. I check the pages you leave be... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 10:24:00 PST |
Strange How Quickly it Comes and Goes... |
Strange how quickly it comes and goes, this feeling. Quick!! It only lasts a second before you realize it and it dissipates on your recognition of it. I felt it in my car today as I was driving--I fel... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 07:30:00 PST |
Graduating Soon? God, I hope so. |
So, this is my senior year of college. How scary. I have this overwhelming irrational fear that I just won't graduate, that they'll change the requirements for graduation last minute or something and ... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 10:58:00 PST |
A Renewed Excitement |
So, I really don't have much to post, because the only things I've really been writing lately are short stories that are too long and personal to include here. I'm exercising discretion--for once. BU... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Fri, 20 Apr 2007 12:35:00 PST |
My Horror Park Nightmare |
There's this weird place my mind goes when I fall asleep, and I haven't pinpointed what anxieties lead to this particular horror amusement park setting I end up in. Yeah, it's fucking scary. It's like... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 06:10:00 PST |
SuicideGirls Exposed/My New Mission |
After doing some research, and finding out some more than disappointing news about the censorship and misrepresentation of the SuicideGirls organization, I've decided NOT to sign the contract and join... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 10:50:00 PST |
More Stupid Poetry: Airport Lurker |
Airport Lurker The creeping woman here I shuffle to scour the airport corridors for your visage in a thousand different apparitions-- here and passed. I shift my body between the residue of past &nbs... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 06:57:00 PST |
A Potent Piece of Impromptu Fiction |
Leslie laid on the ragged carpet, the waves of her hair spilling out against the dulled blue shag like liquid ravens, feathered edges of hair about her face. The waning light of day made an eclipse of... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:04:00 PST |
I know it's not April yet, but... |
...I'm Commiting a Random Act of Poetry.
Yes, I know what the acronym spells out. And yes, I intended it.
Years old journals and pictures
tell me all I need to know,
with random sentence fragments
has... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 07:55:00 PST |
Okay, a mini rant. |
*ANGER!* *laughs* Not really. Well, maybe kind of. I guess maybe I just need more connections/networking, or people need to set aside some precious minutes in their day to just comment on what... Posted by Sunday Morning Coming Down on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 08:40:00 PST |