All Yours(1) We are in a public place, introduced by someone. The light is good. I smile politely, the way you smile at a stranger. I say, "It's a pleasure," the way I always do. I hold out my hand. I'm outwardly calm, because I'm good at this, good at showing the public face, good at being "on."All Yours
You take my hand. You take my hand. You take my hand. Suddenly, I hear my pulse. You're good at this, too, and your polite smile doesn't quite reach your eyes. "The pleasure's all mine," you say cryptically. "And you're not getting away with just a hand shake." You smile broadly, for everyone else in the room, and draw me into an embrace, s
Good WhiskeyI am trying to be more like good whiskey. A well-seasoned bottle of Johnny Walker, right out of the freezer. I want to ease into your mind - cool, rich, and compelling. I want to be mellow, to give as good as I get, to have a strong and sensuous bite that you learn to expect, but that takes you off-guard a little bit each time. You can't quite help but react, but it's a good feeling - a natural interaction and certainly a pleasant one. I leave a deep aftertaste, so you won't forget my complexities, my subtleties. I have that subterranean kind of strength that you can sense, but not quite pinpoint, and the more you know of me, the more you wanGood Whiskey
Role ReversalShe's the breadwinner, the proud and upstanding culmination of the feminist revolution, [Momma's so old-fashioned about these things] He stays home and cooks, raises the little ones [What's the name of the kindergarten teacher, again?] And it's all a sign that they're terribly modern: [It's unfair to ask him to focus more on her] Productive, functional, well-adjusted. [Can this possibly be happiness?]Role Reversal
UnredressedThe world can get pretty crazy sometimes. I thinkw e all have this idea that our personal sphere of entropy has some cataclysmic potential and we get too fucking caught up in that sense of self-righteousness that we dignify as "social responsibility". Maybe some of us need a reminder of just how insular our lives are and how well that system works for us. The grandiose machinations of the American Dream Machine are fueled by our self-absorbed daily rituals - the latte, the cigarette break, the morning commute - there's this impending cloud of revival hanging over us more thickly than the smog we've sworn to reUnredressed
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Critiquing someone's prose or poetry is an awesome thing to do.
You're too kind to fave my scraps...
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And it was a great picture. I love the lipstick on the glass.
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She's learning to sing just enough
So that the air around her moves
And make music like mercy that gives what it is
And has nothing to prove.
[Ani DiFranco]
the cats are running around like crazy right now...haha
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You and Me Baby Ain't Nothin But Mammals
So Lets Do it LIke They do on the Discovery Channel
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Critiquing someone's prose or poetry is an awesome thing to do.
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