cursedvideogame:

Thirty days after the king died, he reappeared. So did everyone else. The flowers bloomed out of their empty dead spaces. The girls stood up from their death bed and put on lipstick. A billboard turned back on.

Out on the highway, teenage lovers wake up, already driving cars. The radio is…

Side one
"Black Friday" – 3:33
"Bad Sneakers" – 3:16
"Rose Darling" – 2:59
"Daddy Don’t Live in That New York City No More" – 3:12
"Doctor Wu" – 3:59
Side two
"Everyone’s Gone to the Movies" – 3:41
"Your Gold Teeth II" – 4:12
"Chain Lightning" – 2:57
"Any World (That I’m Welcome To)" – 3:56
"Throw Back the Little Ones" – 3:11
kdecember:

kdecember:

Hi, follow Little River  and submit your poems. I want the river to be the only river you see for miles and miles, everything you ever built floating toward you. Away from you, Carried for you. Be a part of the first issue! There is no theme, just the work you feel proud of. You can send me any questions you have at kdecember or Little River. 

Submit your poems! I’m also looking for art/illustrations/short comics! 

kdecember:

kdecember:

Hi, follow Little River  and submit your poems. I want the river to be the only river you see for miles and miles, everything you ever built floating toward you. Away from you, Carried for you. Be a part of the first issue! There is no theme, just the work you feel proud of. You can send me any questions you have at kdecember or Little River

Submit your poems! I’m also looking for art/illustrations/short comics! 

"I’m sitting outside under the screened-in umbrella,
just bought, having a glass or two of Avalon Cab,
just bought, in owl light, burning tikis, listening to
the Giants, the MadBum throwing wild, walking ‘em,

he escapes the inning. Theodore Roethke in my mind,
reading, I have a really nice Northern California buzz
on, I mean, this is the life, the one I dreamed of back
in the days when I dreamed of California, when I

hallucinated California, when I made California real.
I wish you were here, I really do. I’m serious. Come
on over if you’ve a mind to. I invite you all. Big party.
Except the mosquitoes. I tell you, the ones tonight

are clinging to the netting, they’re shouting at me,
Damn you, you are too delicious to be in there, let
us in! They’re hanging there famished. And I laugh.
I laugh, laugh, laugh. Oh man, I am so delicious."

'Family Therapy' by Cynthia Atkins