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Melanie Mitochondria

About Me

"No one can touch us because we are the untouchables. Complications are gone as we throw our heads back and laugh after we raise our eyebrows and scream. We never wanted anything more than this: bliss. Finishing off the food that we have left, nobody cares that we are doomed because we all want to live to the very fullest. Yes, we are just children, but perhaps if we die young, we will remember each other for all the great things we did. Sins don’t exist when you die living to the brim."
-Amy Keenan Frazee

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

people who google things

My Blog

sissy makes a clone

Sissy had a big problem.  Whenever she passed a mirror she did a double-take at her reflection.  She had to stop and look at herself, to take in her own blue eyes and brown hair.  When she passed a fu...
Posted by on Wed, 13 May 2009 14:20:00 GMT

Dinner, it'll make you hungry

This is for my frayuns who don't have a facebook and still love me enough to read my dumb poems about food.  I think this number of people is very small, but thank you guys for still loving me.I write...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 14:10:00 GMT

X-tra Kredit Kreative Peace.

 The Girl Next Doorby, Melanie Matranga            I wanted to play Mowgli and I told you to play Baloo.  You said you werent going to play unless you got to be Mowgli.  I told you that you couldnt ...
Posted by on Thu, 18 Dec 2008 14:52:00 GMT

Embarcadero

Here is my stupid love poem to this beautiful city and also to a beautiful boy.   EMBARCADERO, by Melanie Matranga I am here, Watching the stars, And there are no stars like the city st...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 03:05:00 GMT

To-Do [[Before I Die]]

1.  Drive an ice-cream truck2.  Ride in a hot-air balloon3.  Ride in the back of a pick-up truck 4.  catch a snowflake on my tongue5.  own more then 30 pairs of shoes6.  design a t-shirt7.  publish my...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 01:44:00 GMT

Laundry [a tradgedy in 3 acts]

LaundryRadiation Boy and Betty could be played as either 17 and in high school or 18 and in college.Radiation Boy has bright green hair and bright blue eyes.  He prefers yellow t-shirts out of a...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Dec 2008 03:49:00 GMT

My old lady smokes hookah.

Yes.  That is my mom.  And no, I wasn't joking.   [11-11-08]This is my mom on Castro Street: "Yummy!"-my mom
Posted by on Wed, 12 Nov 2008 03:45:00 GMT

Ode to a Manbitch

A Manbitch:  Life isn't fair. Me:  Yeah. A Manbitch (giggling):  I just farted.  
Posted by on Sun, 02 Nov 2008 06:19:00 GMT

Someone Wants To Fuck Mr. Peters, by Doodle Desk

"Someone wants to fuck Mr. Peters, but doesn't know how to tell him."-Doodle DeskWednesday, 11:18amI can't stop thinking about Mr. Peters. I can't stop thinking about his chubby cheeks, black glasses...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Sep 2008 12:54:00 GMT

My manifesto

Think you can be a hippie? by, Melanie Matranga -Have you ever sang Hare Krishna?-When you're hungry, do you play your drum on Pearl St. to make a buck for lunch?-Have you ever smealt like any of the ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jul 2008 00:41:00 GMT