October 2011
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Where I bathe in glory
Forgive me for all the shameless, self promotion. For a long while I’ve wanted to make a compendium of my prose and poetry. It will mostly be a time-line of my initiation into knowing(sinning) adulthood(death) and love(lust). When I write it happens in an instant, most always inspired by an overlapping of emotional, drug-induced, reflection. It begins with a random phrase and I’ll...
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from Letters to Ariel
Home is where histories begin.
My home is full of hell and sin.
Its this that twists me in the night,
Words whispered in my ear—
the right.
[[[More from this series at byastranger.tumblr.com]]]
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“new(old) poetry on my other tumblr— taken from old emails where i first...”
– theoldlie @ byastranger.tumblr.com
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FROM THE OBSESSION SERIES
You supress me.
You lead me to fall.
I am full of passion—
Just not for your fuck!
Each time you call me cold,
I grow colder—
You’re not my
four leaf
clover.
[[For those who enjoy my poems—stumble upon my new blog byastranger.tumblr.com —a compendium of my poetry and prose]]
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the pool players--seven at the golden shovel
We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon.
-Gwendolyn Brooks
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