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I never met a more impossible girl

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  Keep Art Alive :: Art by Adam Caldwell “You’re just a sucker for the ones who use you, and it doesn’t matter what I say or do, the stupid bastard’s gonna have his way with you.” She wrote letters in blood red ink, the color of my lips, she would say, the color of the sudden streaks in her hair, I would think. When she would lean in, words spoken in a half-growl and half-whisper, my eyes would shut and I would see the world go from red, to grey, to black and white, to a dizzy fade to nothing. … Continue reading I never met a more impossible girl

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I’ve probably made mistakes I’ve forgotten :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Wlodzimierz Kuklinski “I’m breaking my own rules, becoming someone else. Everybody says I oughtta get over myself. I’m thinking I can’t move, if there isn’t somewhere else, to go.” There are costumes and masks, bottles of hair dye lined up on the bathroom shelf, and a borrowed brand of cigarettes (and those shoes, the ones she tossed out in the dumpster that you took for your own); they make up who you have become now, haven’t they? Thrift store dresses from the late 70’s, “my Aunt June had a dress just like that”, he … Continue reading I’ve probably made mistakes I’ve forgotten :: SOTD

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I went so far too love you :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Christine #14 Hollywood CA 2006 :: Photography by Lisa Sarfati “My little alibi, time couldn’t change us, but we tried.” She is an afterthought, the smoky residue of too many cigarettes on a sleepless night in a hotel room now empty, the aftertaste of whiskey, vanilla, tobacco, and something unmistakably her. All that’s left is the shadows of her, the marks on the bed sheets her body made, a wrinkle in time, a time in your life that you never plan to return to. But you still think of her in the middle of the night, waking … Continue reading I went so far too love you :: SOTD

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When we think back to all this :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Christian Schloe “And I know we have to go, I realize, we always have to turn away. Always have to go back to real lives, but real lives are why we stay, for another dream.” I visited you again last night, your dark eyes wide and full of wonder, your hair a mess, and your hands, reaching across to mine, all long fingers and freckled skin. The memories, over time they evolve, some details fading into the backdrops, others becoming more precise, defined, in color. The paint brush dabbles and dots the design, of … Continue reading When we think back to all this :: SOTD

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I guess I like it fine, so far :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Liang Xing “She has wisdom, and knows what to do.  She has me, and she has you.” She was the quietest one in the room, delicate, one might say fragile, but there was a fire that burned in her eyes that made it quite clear that she was strong. There were stories there, too, buried beneath the long lashes and impossibly long hair. He was drawn to her immediately, I knew it before he did. The itch to capture mystery masquerading in innocence was irresistible. He had seen the same in me once. Been drawn … Continue reading I guess I like it fine, so far :: SOTD

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I’ll forever be picking up the pieces :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 9)

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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Unknown “I was born, on the wrong side of town.” Jack forgot the stack of comics that Joe had brought back for him. They lay there forgotten on the passenger seat. Jack had spent the late afternoon helping carry two bags, three black trash bags, and a heavy cardboard box from the truck bed into a small room above the garage of the house behind the gas station. Rae followed him at first, a shadow silently duplicating each step he made. Jack wanted to say something clever, he wanted to say anything really, but … Continue reading I’ll forever be picking up the pieces :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 9)

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The world of the broken hearted :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 8)

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Keep Art Alive :: “Sweet Tooth” :: Art by Christopher Mitten “Just move yourself, don’t go back, don’t stand against the wall! Just move yourself, and feel it.” Jack was stoic, shy and far too slender. He would stand in the back whenever possible, take the last seat in the room, spending lunches in the school library, making his way through the shelves of “other worlds“. Joe and Jo off the highway would hire him for odd jobs, paying him in comic books that Joe would pick up once a month when he drove into the city of Neon. It … Continue reading The world of the broken hearted :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 8)

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He makes my heart a cinemascope screen :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 7)

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Keep Art Alive :: Art by Jody Hewgill “If I’m butter, if I’m butter, If I’m butter, then he’s a hot knife.” Three years, give or take a few break it and bring it right back lost weekends, we had gathered an arsenal of fatal weaponry. It happens when two people come together this way, when convenience and loneliness merge and meld into something we say is love. Settled, well, I suppose we did, but at the time we thought our actions were unique, authentic, and a hand clasped shared kind of freedom. Every box I filled whispered a delicious … Continue reading He makes my heart a cinemascope screen :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 7)

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A lady of war :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 6)

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Keep Art Alive :: “Mrs. Frost” :: Art by Menton3 “I’m fooling somebody. A faithless path to roam, deceiving to breathe this secretly. This silence, a silence I can’t bear.” Laney used to make up fairy tales about their Mother. The stories, they always included evil curses conjured up by some unknown force of nature who whisked her away, their Mother, into some frozen land. She was beautiful, our Mother, Laney would say. She was brighter than the sun and warmer than the middle of July. That’s why they took her, Laney explained, because the witches of the Frost Netherlands … Continue reading A lady of war :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 6)

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I discovered a star :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 5)

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Keep Art Alive :: “Star Girl” :: Art by Christopher Mitten “Oh, my nuclear baby, oh, my idiot trance; All my idiot questions, let’s face the music and dance.” Rae liked three things about the desert, the way that you could see every, single, god-damned star in the sky at night, like everyone, like her front yard was a fucking observatory. She liked the way Aunt Jo would let her paint the tiny people who would go on to live inside the plastic globes full of shake-it-up snow that she would sell as souvenirs (though honestly, was there ever any … Continue reading I discovered a star :: SOTD (Advent Calendar Version – Day 5)