MASQUERADE

Late Bloom

With the first dose of spring the boys are out in full force--and frisky. Old flings are e-mailing, the eyes are cruising, and not even a date on my arm can keep them at bay. I'm practically beating them off with a stick. What is it about the spring time that gets them out of the woodwork? Just an observation; no Carrie puns.

"War should be illegal. It should be against the law!"

TUNNEL

What sick and twisted children decided it would be a good idea that when traveling through a tunnel you should hold your breath until you come out the other side? Seriously. Take a deep breath and try not to pass out.

boy poet speak

color

orange blossom
black oil
rose y sun

You wanna fuck with this?

Walking up 6th avenue around 20th street a man about my height squares me off bumping into me. My friend tells me to watch out; I think she means the guy about to walk into me. He's mumbling something about wanting to fuck with him...as in fight not sex. I side step around him and we cross the street. She immediately asks if I'm okay. What's wrong? He had a knife! Didn't you see it? I turn around and sure enough stranger is brandishing a knife and looking back at me. He keeps walking though, as do we. Mental note: don't tell mum. And, oh yeah, Happy Easter.

A little bit of shhh

Silence is under rated. There is something to be said about sitting quietly and still, seemingly impartial to the world around you. A contemplative state. Sense. Stoic.