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Juice

Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing -Benjamin Franklin

About Me

Sometimes I call myself a writer. I've had work published in or forthcoming in Thrasher(print), Drift(print), Language&culture.net (onlne), Red pulp Underground (online)and (print), Iodine Poetry Journal (Print), Juice Press (online), Matter (print), Sunken Lines (print), Black Book Press (print), Thick with conviction (online), WSN Anthology 2007 (print), Lummox Journal, Zygote in My Coffee (online), Flutter Poetry Journal (online), Guild Of Outsider Writers (online), Straight From The Fridge (online), Up The Staircase (online), Polarity (online), Heroin Love Songs (online), Socialist Women (print). Im a co-editor of the Front Range Review, contributing editor for Matter and Im managing editor of GER. I'm exquisite. I'm just working on being a better person. I have a huge heart. I like to fight, love, scream, cry out, talk shit. Stand in a field during sunset and soak it, scream to God why me lord, why me? Walk around and be grateful. Walk around angry with my mad face on and flip you off. .. Myspace Layout Generator-Layoutgen.com
..it's all heavy. I can't breathe sometimes. I'm light as a feather. Rip my fuckin heart out, but give it back, I might need it again. A walking contradiction. I see beauty in everything, depending on my mood. Just glad to be alive even though it hurts sometimes. I just laugh, cry and shake my head, walk away.Im sorry if I cant read everybodys poetry. I try.FOR A MINUTE THERE I LOST MYSELFI wish I lived in the land of unicorns and little elfs running around granting wishes. With flowers and rainbows and naked women everywhere. Where butterflies landing on my shoulder so I could pet them, and then a bird would smile at me and Id give it a wink back. Id be wearing a crown and a long purple cape like a king, but more like a pimp. but its not like that. I live in a shitty apartment. My car has a broken door so I have to climb in the passeneger side. Im always broke. my friends are criminals with smiles. I pretend to be sane, which is hard. My past is full of broken bottles, burnt spoons, black eyes, and alot of Ramen. Everything is cracked just a little bit. I disguise myself as a regular college student, but if they only knew the shit Ive learned. It goes alot farther than textbooks and backwards baseball caps and backpacks. It's dirty bars with sticky floors, dark places, and street corners. But hey, Im still the king right? Or more like a pimp I mean.

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Connecticut Beat Poetry Festival 2008

Presented by The Spoken Word Series

Once Allen Ginsberg drew the line after having read Howl, the world was never quite the same.
And now a new time has come, where silent voices of many generations are ready to be heard once again.
The underground and other factions of artists, poets, musicians, and eccentrics are rallying together in mass exodus to commune with each other in Connecticut.
This will be the largest free poetry festival ever held in Connecticut and the Eastern Seaboard.
Who ever participates in this festival will not only network, meet publishers, see old friends and meet new ones, but will also directly contribute to making history.
This will be the Woodstock of poetry festivals.
The underlying intent, in addition to celebrating Beat poets and authors, is to take poets of minor note, regional fame with unknowns and give them strong exposure, just as was the case for our antecedents at 6 Gallery.
To learn more visit the following link: http://www. myspace. com/beatpoetryfestival
Drop By Drop (Short version)
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My Interests

I've been a skater all my life, that's just me. I like to obsess over stupid shit. I like walking in the rain, fog, or snow. I love music, writing, reading. Sometimes I play with myself. Not as much as I used to, but I still do. Oh, I meant play guitar by myself, my bad. Poetry, cats, cleaning my ears and eating hot stuff. I like being able to look deep inside a person, through the eyes. I like holding hands, kissing, rubbing, touching. I like having deep conversations late at night.

I'd like to meet:

Somebody like me or not like me. Sometimes I can't stand myself. Anybody who is real and can put up with my shit. Somebody who can put me in my place while scratching my back. A good soul. Somebody who is beautiful on the inside and out. Somebody who shaves her legs and armpits. Someone who really cares. I dont like people that don't keep their word and people that lie.

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Music:

Dinosaur Jr., Bob Dylan, The Faint, Neil Young, Jimi Hendrix, Built To Spill, Johnny Cash, Flaming LIps, Radiohead, Felt, Bright Eyes, Ween, Grateful Dead, David Bowie, Superchunk, Pavement, Guns and Roses, Fugazi, Sebadoh, The Cure, Minor Threat, Black Flag, Waylon Jennings, Cat Stevens, The Smiths, T Rex, Misfits, Danzig, Red Wagon, Sonic Youth, My Bloody Valentine, CKY, HIM, Ryan Adams, The Clash, Grandaddy, My Morning Jacket, Descendants, Alkaline Trio, Ray Charles, Willie Nelson, Afghan Wigs, Marvin Gaye, Al Green. Chi LItes, Elliot Smith

Movies:

O Brother Where Art Thoug?, Drugstore Cowboy, Almost Famous, Trainspotting, Every Which Way But Loose,Breakfast Club, Clockwork Orange, One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest, Good Will Hunting, Young Guns, The Outlaw Josey Wales, The Outsiders, Superbad, I love documentaries about everything. skate videos, Jackass II, Raising Arizona

Television:

I watch all thwe gay ass MTV reality shows just so I can get pissed at them, Intervention, The First 48, Discovery Channel, A&E, Anything that I'm in, I Love New York, I lOve The 70's and 80's, Shows about history or animals

Books:

Any Jack Keroauc, Charles Bukowski, Hunter Thompson, Mark Twain, John Steinbeck, Franz Kafka, Biographies of dead rock stars, Don Delillo, James Joyce, Unknown authors, Joyce Carol Oates, Faulkner, Richard Ford, Voltaire, Dylan Thomas, Dictionary, Thesauras, Whitman, Emily Dickinson, William Carlos Williams, John Cheever, Gary Snyder, Blair Oliver, Tom Wolfe, Ken Kesey, Saul Bellow, Theodore Roethke, Philip Larkin, Raymond Carver, Gregory Corso, Jim Carrol, F. Scott Fitzgerald. Hope fully will I have my own book out someday. I have a couple plans in the works. There are so many good writers...and alot of terrible ones too. learn from the good and the bad.

Heroes:

Any body who has influenced me for the better. No false Idols. People who have talent in areas that I don't, like singing and drawing. I think single moms are most admirable. When I see a mother taking care of her child it fills a void somewhere inside me. Somewhere in the middle of my chest. I never had that. No family dinners where we talked about what happened at school. No bedtime stories. But my mom now, after all is a hero. She supports my writing career more than anybody, and I will buy her a house when I publish my first book.

My Blog

It's Only A Movie

Remember, when I drew revolution      in the sand as lightning super imposed the negative and the afternoon after math became a snapshot?   When we were curled on a red and wh...
Posted by Juice on Mon, 07 May 2007 04:01:00 PST

One Of My Inspirations (true story)

The days were constant and his smile stretched like the sky hanging over the Tetons.  I was young, in my early twenties, and trying to find myself.  Coming of age in a place like Cheyenne di...
Posted by Juice on Fri, 04 May 2007 02:51:00 PST

My Name Up In Lights

I watched a jackalope chew Indian Paintbrush on Independence Day it's front teeth buck and pearl hard as elephant ivory and coral reefs stationed off the coast of Australia decorated with collectible...
Posted by Juice on Thu, 03 May 2007 02:38:00 PST

Wednesday Open Mic

It's Wednesday open mic time.  Just post your poetry in my blog comments so other people can comment.  Here's one of my poems to start things off: SPRING IS WAR OUTSIDE Spring is war outside...
Posted by Juice on Wed, 02 May 2007 07:42:00 PST

Schoolyard After Dark

The teatherball chain that pings against the cylinder as the moon light strikes black feels like I do most times.
Posted by Juice on Tue, 01 May 2007 08:14:00 PST

Faces Strung Together Like Beads

Lines are strung around corners and behind velvet ropes depending on what kind of face you have. The eyes of welfare mother's sag like their breasts and gambler's clenching cigars in teeth and winni...
Posted by Juice on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 08:41:00 PST

Spring Is War Outside

Spring is war outside my window.   It's staccato storms rupture and roll against the glass a strung out one note Neil Young solo bent at full blast thunder over the Rockies.   Poplar o...
Posted by Juice on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 02:42:00 PST

Angels Banging Heads Against The Sun

When people gather, voices carry as ribbons in wind they swirl and pop like insects bang heads against stadium lights and do it until bare wings burn and drop. Flickering stars abandoned in the parkin...
Posted by Juice on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 03:46:00 PST

We Are God's Origami (published)

I got a letter today saying this poem was accepted to be in the Fall issue of Iodine Poetry Journal. It will be a printed issue. WE ARE GOD'S ORIGAMI Our bodies are paper dolls folded in colored squar...
Posted by Juice on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 07:36:00 PST

Wednesday Open Mic

It's wednesday open mic time.  You know the drill just post your poetry in the blog comments.  I haven't been on myspace alot lately, real life has been getting in the way.  I'll be don...
Posted by Juice on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 10:39:00 PST