Monthly Archives: July 2003
On Bloodletting and the Art of Verse
Go ahead and bleed your meaning away may it seep in streams and as it falls in bulbous beads don’t you dare allow it to clot for a scab would mean the death of diminishing vision. -Kevin Zing
A Horse Is a Horse
Call me insensitive or maybe a tad unsentimental (as if that were a just description), but I don’t understand people’s fascination with racehorses. A few months ago, sportscasters were hyping up some horse named Funny Cide and how he might … Continue reading
The Strong Silent Type
It’s 2am, and the club has closed. Outside, while everybody else is walking to their cars, my friends decide to join a swarm of horny and expectant guys mobbing two incredibly hot chicks that are shamelessly enjoying the attention. Yes, … Continue reading
A Plague on Both Your Houses?
Conrado: what are you afraid of? Kevin: failure, the dark, and sometimes God Conrado: so you’re scared of uncertainty? Kevin: i think so Kevin: and you? Conrado: i’m scared of the dark, infinity, and being normal Kevin: being normal is … Continue reading
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