You are my sweetest downfall :: songs and prose

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Sarah Joncas "Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth, I have to go, I have to go." Five minutes into the next day and I feel the collision of desire and death. They cling to the sticky sense that it all leads to an ending of a beginning. … Continue reading You are my sweetest downfall :: songs and prose

I’ll fall right in and keep you out :: songs and prose

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Tara McPherson "I know, what I know. I know, this last time around, I'll hear it in my head real low, the only thing you ever know." Been five days since he's walked past the newsstand, choosing instead to travel half a block out of the way to avoid … Continue reading I’ll fall right in and keep you out :: songs and prose

Why did you come if you can’t stay forever? :: songs and prose

"Who was I before you? I can't remember. Why couldn't have I been the one to leave here first? I love you, but goodbye." Seems I am always leaving something, that I am always having to let something go, or someone. Maybe it is the same for everyone, the passing of time, the inevitability of … Continue reading Why did you come if you can’t stay forever? :: songs and prose

I’ve probably made mistakes that I’ve forgotten :: songs and prose

"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 die lines up on the bathroom shelf, and a borrowed brand of cigarettes (and those shoes, the ones she tossed … Continue reading I’ve probably made mistakes that I’ve forgotten :: songs and prose

All the fear her love would bring :: songs and prose

"She had the yellow eyes of opal moons, so full of love, how could she see? He thought he'd drown in them, so he set sail, gracefully she dreamed him free. The Indian Ocean washed him on her shore, flat backed on a dirt packed floor, one eye on the door. You're ten thousand miles … Continue reading All the fear her love would bring :: songs and prose

Do you want to be a superstar? :: songs and prose

"Green is the color of my envy, it's the color of fame; so I'm gonna write it down, gonna scream it out, and I'm never gonna be the same again, again." As an adolescent girl I would lie on the floor of my room, on my stomach, elbows holding me up, and I would flip … Continue reading Do you want to be a superstar? :: songs and prose

At the edge of the ocean :: songs and prose

Keep Art Alive :: Photography by Jim Rohan "We can begin again, shed our skin, let the sun shine in." I have a long-standing love affair with the ocean, one that is fully realized and requited, and that never falters even when I have drifted away for spells, living farther away than I ever really … Continue reading At the edge of the ocean :: songs and prose

She said she knew what my books did not :: songs and prose

"I don't believe I went too far. I said I was willing." We have all had them in our lives, those people who have a light to them, a spark, an electrical current surprise. These are the people who push us a little farther, who challenge us, who make us open up parts of us … Continue reading She said she knew what my books did not :: songs and prose

I lost my heart under the bridge :: songs and prose

"That blue eyed girl, she said no more." The smell of cigarettes and gasoline, the dim lights of a nearly deserted parking lot, the hour so late that it was almost the next day, and this song playing over us. We had one of those strange relationships that is never quite defined: lover, friend, companion, … Continue reading I lost my heart under the bridge :: songs and prose