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The Tell All Kid

About Me


Chris


When reading things other people wrote, I get to feel like I know them... even though, in some cases, we've never met.

Autumn makes me feel different; as if the supposed life of summer is officially indefinite, and death is not so fearsome as some people think.

It takes me five minutes to explain my favorite color

In attempt to challenge myself, I tried to create this entire section of facts about me without beginning one sentence with the word "I"

When meeting strangers for the first time (since people can still be strangers to you, even after you've known them for years!), I sometimes ask if they know who Charles Bukowski is, and they usually don't

Meeting people is fun

Life is good to me : )

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Poets, preachers, and sunday school teachers
Athiests and kids who make out under bleachers
Artists, students, and shotgun rock stars
Dreamers and hobos who sleep in box cars
Heartbreak survivors and deep sea scuba divers
Losers in gym class and ice cream truck drivers
Lovers and fighters scared shitless of spiders
People who let the world turn them into writers...
I recently decided that the way to go is to find someone you can do absolutely nothing with, and then do everything with them.

My Blog

Name... That... PIG!!!

CELEBRITY PIG NAMING CONTEST Leave your names for each of these pigs in a comment. The top is a girl, the bottom is a boy. Some of you have played this with me before, in which case, you know what to ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 22:28:00 GMT

In Mother's Arms

"In Mother's Arms" When we were children, our parents picked us up in their armsAnd held us like bags of flourBecause that's the way they were taught howTheir embrace sated our need for attentionAnd d...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 15:40:00 GMT

Fiona Apple Eater

So Allie and Larissa came to my house tonight. We went to the diner, discussed poetry, ate mozzerella sticks. Then we went to the beach for a walk. The girls sang to me. The waves crashed against the ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 22:13:00 GMT

Tickets please... tickets?

Today was fantastic and fleeting and beautiful... I woke up with Karen, and we listened to "A Change Is Gonna Come" by Sam Cooke, and the morning poured through the windows and we couldn't stay inside...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 19:44:00 GMT

Why I'm questioning my future...

Yesterday they cut down the tree I used to climb... My mother hired a crew to cut down a bunch of trees on my property because we're remodeling my house and adding on to it. They chopped down the tree...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 18:17:00 GMT

Last day in Jersey for a while...

As most of you know, I'm going on a trip to Austin, Texas to compete in this year's National Poetry Slam. I'm going head to head with some of this country's most talented writers and dedicated pe...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 04:35:00 GMT

Some song lyrics I've been diggin...

I had a good weekend. These are some songs I kicked around in my head between Friday and Monday. Hope you likes.   "You say yes, I say no. You say stop and I say go, go, go. You say goodbye and I...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 09:42:00 GMT

"Hide And Go Speak"

"Hide And Go Speak" I can't sleep againI'm growing all to accustomed to that feeling It's 4:30 AM and I'm lying awake missing your voiceA sound so comforting to me when I'm this confusedWhen my chest ...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Jul 2006 01:56:00 GMT

Can't sleep. Go fig.

I can't get any sleep these days. It's five o'clock in the morning and I want to go running, but it's raining. The longest I've slept in the past month has been six hours I think. Most of the time it'...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jun 2006 02:21:00 GMT

Lost at Sea... THIS IS LONG.

THIS IS GOING TO BE LONG, BUT TOTALLY HONEST AND HOPEFULLY BEAUTIFUL...   I still shine a beacon for a lost soul floating and drifting in the distance and I often question whether or not home is ...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Jun 2006 17:37:00 GMT