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Spent the evening at the poetry reading by (famous poet,) Eamon Grennan and his advanced poetry workshop class...and then drank a bit o wine with my big bro, Sam J....cackling like maniacs whilst composing impromptu limerick poems about beardlessness (which quickly transitioned into a fully backwards conversation that lasted about 40 minutes) (yob oy oy! uoy evol I)

and then two girls from my poetry class came over and we drank more wine. this involved lots of giggling and an intense palm reading session. 

(Elizabeth predicted that my favorite tarot card is the hanged man...which is very true and has been true since junior year of highschool. actually, the hanged man as a card by itself is what got me into tarot card reading to begin with. and she also told me that my future is ruled by jupiter...I will have 2 children and the second will take over the world. truth be told, this is kind of scary. But if i can't take over the world, my as well pop out a kid that will, dontyaknow.)

 

of course, college is the silliest fucking thing imaginable...and just as i begin to really appreciate it, i'll have to leave it behind...as is the case with all good things. 

 

Cold Morning 

by Eamon Grennan

Through an accidental crack in the curtain
I can see the eight o'clock light change from
charcoal to a faint gassy blue, inventing things

in the morning that has a thick skin of ice on it
as the water tank has, so nothing flows, all is bone,
telling its tale of how hard the night had to be

for any heart caught out in it, just flesh and blood
no match for the mindless chill that's settled in,
a great stone bird, its wings stretched stiff

from the tip of Letter Hill to the cobbled bay, its gaze
glacial, its hook-and-scrabble claws fast clamped
on every window, its petrifying breath a cage

in which all the warmth we were is shivering.

 (P.S. BIG BRO gives an interview in our video at 3:!5. Im in the background conveniently hiding.)

 


(sorry these are sideways. my computer is not cooperating.) (i call this outfit theatre whore Ali hoopla. or something. ila alpoooh as Sam Bro would say.)

and one more thing:

once again, on the topic of KATY PERRY'S BIG OLD TITS on sesame street and NAKED LEA MICHELE OF GLEE in GQ, I have something to say. 

FIRST OF ALL: I don't give a flying fuck if a little kid sees a naked woman. honestly, its pretty natural for a little kid to see a naked woman...after all, they just came out of one a couple years prior.

HOWEVER. I am more worried about sexualization of the infantile. Lea michele sucking a fucking lolly pop in her underwear as she straddles a dude's head? and Glee just won all these teen choice awards?! 

KIDS SHOULD BE COMFORTABLE WITH NUDITY but kids shouldn't be comfortable with infantile sexualization. 

katy perry sucks. 

and lea michele has always struck me as a classic dumb diva bitch. I love musicals but I have never watched a single episode of that show. 

ALSO: FUCK TERRY RICHARDSON. if the cosmos were benevolent, they'd see to it that that man is forced to wear nothing but frilly girly underwear and pink stilettos in prison for the rest of his life. 

 I prefer this sexy cover:

I'd say the glee cover is a rip off of this cover, but what do I know other than: TWO DUDES ONE GIRL infinitely superior!!!

NAKED ALEXANDER SKARSGARD?!! MMMMM (becca R worked as an assistant in a movie he was in this summer and apparently he's just as yummy and 6'7 in real life!)

 

and...I would say the full nakedness of this cover is appropriate and sexy and beautiful compared to the stupid school girl cutesy fuckery in the first one. 

 

ARE YOU WITH ME OR ARE YOU WITH ME?

 

Comments

[DrumTheDarling]

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[ali]

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