Remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame, felt naked cause the boy...– J. Cole
Bitty McClean goes in.
hayroad asked: any chance you reply to my earlier question soon? i would love to do an in depth analyzation of the poem as part of the project..
This country is a dinner table sitting squarely between us. Each conversation, like a jelly jar full of gasoline passed back and forth nightly in hopes of keeping this fire alive. For some reason, the 4 years you danced across this planet waiting for God to press the start button on my penny-sized lungs seem like more distance than the 3 time zones that keep our skeletons separated. My...
One of my UK homies had never heard this song...
For all your lies, you’re still very lovable.– Bon Iver
For all the mommas in my family, and beyond. Thank...
hayroad asked: saw you tweet a reply post, then saw the url was deleted.. that was disappointing, it wouldve been nice to read it.
Touch by Terrance Hayes
We made our own laws. I want to be a Hawk, A Dolphin, a Lion, we’d say In stores where team logos hung Like animal skins. By moonlight, We chased each other Around the big field Beneath branches sagging As if their leaves were full of blood. We didn’t notice when policemen Came lighting tree bark & our skin with flashlights. They saw our game For what it was: Fingers clutching...
Study music for the neo-soul lovers.
CNN video about disabled children in Britain being... →
Best Saturday morning of your life music.
The Quiet World, by Jeffrey McDaniel
In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, and also to appease the mutes, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long distance lover,...
jlnln asked: What kind of advice regarding work ethic can you give to a university freshman? :)
Supposedly, this is the first symphony every...
Safety is not always safe. There is one on every gun.– Andrea Gibson
Shout out to Detlef Schrempf. This man was nice!
The 40-minute walk turns my loafers into anvils. Pavement hugging the soles of my feet as if they were old friends separated by some senseless war ages ago. The promise of a new church hangs iridescent in the air. I haven’t been in a while, and truth be told try as I might to feign cyborg my spirit gets lonely sometimes. It aches for breathing room within this weeping casket of a body. When I...
Many of us try to justify our privileges by pretending that our superb tastes...– Mark Greif
Most days, I can be found dancing to this song in...
James Ray getting busy on the keys.
My boy Abdi is doing his thing right now! →