By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Men are rockets. Women, receivers. Sockets/electronic devices-r-us. Inverting;evolving, always in check. What gauge will we come up with next? Rating 3.00 out of 5
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By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
I write, so that YOU will read. I sweep because it makes me feel better. I go to show, not to tell- of my deafening story. When it’s time, VOSS Water WILL be ready. Rating 3.00 out of 5
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By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Penicillin that packs the *PUNCH* “No more Red Bull for you!” Ow, curdling of the cream “No more White Russians for me!” Eyes became a hot Atacama dry “Ah, now that’s the stuff, the quench of a classic.” Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged class, eyes, For you
By redmandy21 on December 18, 2008
Portable people sideways backward bad ass deepening in the shallow hollow shadows In a nervous break d o w n Rating 3.00 out of 5
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged Break, people, Shadow, war
By redmandy21 on December 13, 2008
I remember trying to fit Through the dryer Attempting to escape I remember a year later hearing My own t-shirt strangulation story Suddenly dramatized by my imagination I remember keeping well-balanced meals In universal equilibrium on the tray So as not to offset terrestrial alignment I remember medicine in sweet tart form Real psychos Believed [...]
Posted in Poems & Stories | Tagged baby, class, Life, Lost, Shame
By redmandy21 on December 12, 2008
I don’t know maybe I freak her out, Maybe she thinks I’m trouble. What was she thinking, when I don’t know what I was thinking. Freak on a pipe is what. Then today seeing me, She throws a solemn “hey”, Grumpily turning around, walked away. Rating 3.00 out of 5
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