fear is an island (recoveress) |
the dark, the light, the ultraviolet. violet that girl walking down the street to choruses of men cheering, every honk her church bell, she taking it in hungrily like some dose of cheap liquer, each...
Posted by Jess Baby on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 09:34:00 PST |
american psycho/a |
(for boyfriend, oh my boyfriend, i love him but he loves someone else and oh how i longed for him and he ignored me and blahblah blahblahblah god, how boring)i must confess, it was i who fixed the s...
Posted by Jess Baby on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 10:13:00 PST |
bambi sheets |
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Posted by Jess Baby on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 07:44:00 PST |
i is haunted |
(it crosses through us like a goddess. we cannot capture it. it makes us teeter with emotion. it is in this living agitation that there is always room for you in me, your presence and your place. i is...
Posted by Jess Baby on Wed, 08 Aug 2007 05:58:00 PST |
brother nature |
"you bite your straw," and then later you added, "i do too." it was only then that i realized you were trying to fuck me. you were driving, i was your passenger. you'd say something and minutes could ...
Posted by Jess Baby on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 05:14:00 PST |
brett |
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Posted by Jess Baby on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 06:48:00 PST |
sugar, the swan that sings when she is dying |
no memory is a solid, there are gaps, and you can fill these up with any other substance: lotion, love, lavender ribbons, sand, or sugar. you'd be smart if you didn't keep your memories neat like a dr...
Posted by Jess Baby on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 05:42:00 PST |
charm school |
charm school:"legs always together,a lady reveals nothing"take the F train from KewGardens/Union Turnpike,Queens to 14th St./ UnionSquare, Manhattan. sit alongthe right side wall of thethird passenger...
Posted by Jess Baby on Mon, 12 Mar 2007 06:57:00 PST |
male attention 3451 k |
male attention: 3451 k(strutting in virtual limelight)in high school my best friend and i engaged in our own version of a typically female ritual, the intention behind which went unspoken. the agreeme...
Posted by Jess Baby on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 03:49:00 PST |
time travel for love |
Consumed(time travel for Love)purchase 7 Hallmark greeting cards, one for each year i have been alone on valentine's day since the age of thirteen. date, sign and mail each card to wherever i was livi...
Posted by Jess Baby on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 04:34:00 PST |
