Section » Summer 2004
Games
Some relationships are built on love and trust. Ours was a house of cards, made with a deck stolen from The Mirage. You can still see the holes punched through. Those cards are all I’ve got left of you, and when I shuffle them I can still hear you placing your bets, smell the Cool Water evaporating off your neck, see you seducing me with that
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Lovable Junkie Scum and Dodgy Neighbors
yesterday i got so bored, i kept downing glasses of white wine, until i was too drunk to pour and started drinking from the bottle, getting all maudlin again, listening to sad songs, longing, achin’ to be, calling past lovers and old friends, i’m such a self-indulgent cunt, no fucking dignity,
To Rachel
“It is useless to attempt to reason a man out of what he was never reasoned into.” —Jonathan Swift How long ago was it that we met? It must have been just over six years ago, our freshman year of college. I was immediately drawn to you somehow, with your long dark hair, darker eyes, and
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Her whitewashed soul lays filthy in the back of your Buick. She’s alone in a dark apartment, cleaning the spot where he blew it. Bleach blond stars in a gaping sky is all she sees, Dicks and sweet lies are all she believes. The same thoughts of the same sex you practise, The same sheets and same
Gentle
I wake up to breakfast with him, he caresses me, spoils me, humours me. He brings me sweet things, cigarettes, coffee just the way I like it–though he does not drink it. I am silent, distressed by his behaviour. I understand lust, I understand pain. I do not understand this. Somehow, this is not
Spike
Have you ever watched “Buffy the Vampire Slayer?” You know, the TV series? Why? Well, because I just realized something. You’re Spike. The pretty blond vampire, the lady-killer. The guy who killed two slayers. The one who has a chip in his head and can’t hurt anybody except other
