Electric mermaid,
Sail, sail away . . .
Find a rocky shore
That you adore,
And sing your life away.

There is a flower on the wall ( Read more... )

I can fight ( Read more... )

I don't know if anyone will see this, but it's worth posting for the sake of tossing a message in a bottle ( Read more... )

Cowering lost boy
In the tenemant stairwell . . .

Lost his jacket,
Lost his will,
Lost his bike
In the Michigan chill.
He's lost his mind,
His heart as well,
And he's lost and alone
In my warm stairwell.

Mistaken, yet again: I thought you ( Read more... )

Someday, they may find out what it's like ( Read more... )

Now I have to contend with the Buendia family. I might as well give up the idea of writing.

Dora knows she has all night to think about her answer to Rudo’s question, and no time more. A quick glance behind her reveals Rudo slouched against a window by the restaurant entrance.
                        smoking again, he said he quit, she knew better, knew he was a liar,
                      but of course she ignored her better judgment, ( Read more... )

The April 8th edition of TNY'er had an essay by Mr. Denk about piano lessons ( Read more... )