August 2010
32 posts
Grindhouse
(Another poem by me.)
Situations contort into film sets on repeat, binding me against sheer will power I lack the will to use Beneath these tattered film-shards my life does lay A sable abyss of empty laughter eternally resonating between valley and mountain I tremble from Skyscraper heights crumbling to medicated lows, Detachment in bitter-sweet fatigue His glass heart will shatter if my eyes...
The Cure (A poem by me)
(not my favorite, I’m posting a lot of my old stuff first; Please send some feedback) Sinking This cold prison folds in on itself Origami walls painted with the fretting of my mother Littered with paper worries of medicated individuals fighting for a cure-all to a sadness incurable. Sinking A struggle against mountainous odds, Storm surges of an ever-enraged typhoon. (The Devil has the face...
Question.
Would anyone read the poetry I put here on tumblr?
All Mexican States Must Recognize Gay Marriages →
Wonderful wonderful news <3 lgbtoutreach:
queerwatch:
MEXICO CITY (AP) — Mexico’s Supreme Court ruled Tuesday that all 31 states must recognize same-sex marriages performed in the capital, though its decision does not force those states to begin marrying gay couples in their territory.
In a 9-2 decision, the tribunal cited an article of the constitution requiring states to recognize legal...
18. Your views on gay marriage.
Agreed. This is a country of equality. If we begin taking away the rights of one group, it will only spread to other minorities and second rate citizens. Also, religious groups seem to believe if we uphold gay marriage the very strings of civilization will come undone. Logic based? Not in the slightest. There’s nothing wrong with any child having two mommies or two daddies. As long as...
"You're Weird."
Oh yes, I know. I get called that fairly often lately. And I absolutely LOVE it. Point and case? Without further adieu, I present: COOKING WITH SHAINA GRACE! Begin by purchasing one of those cheap cylindrical thingamajigs of cookie dough. That Pillsbury-Dough-Boy shit is scrumpdidiliumptious. Proceed with evenly cutting the dough with a cleaver; no that’s not a typo, It was that or butter...
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Okay, So There's No Music Yet.
In my sincerest apologies, I offer you this poem my darlings. The Circus
Molten colors as vivid as the characters drowning in them, plastered on grimaces smeared like the blood on their lips. The circus teems with morbid optimism, pin-striped monsters alluring me to stay. The ringmaster cries: Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Your attention! I need your attention! Please Darlings!...
There Will Be Music.
Soon.
I Doubt Anyone Cares About This Shit.
But I’ll post it I guess. Name: Shaina Gender: female Birthday: June 21, 1994 Birthplace: Neptune, New Jersey Current Location: Marlboro Eye Color: brown like chocolate Hair Color: Naturally dark brown or black… Blonde streaks now Height: 5’6? Style: Girly, Unique, Dark. Right Handed or Left Handed: Right. Wish to be ambidextrous someday. Your Heritage: Martian. Best...
So This Is Tumblr, Eh?
This is mildly uninteresting.
