Closing Time aka Mandy’s Sanity Unravels!

29Jun09

Your attention please it is almost time to close, please pack the fuck up and get the fuck out! I have been sitting here 8 hours (omg) can’t believe it… my seat has fallen asleep… Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know how boring it is working in a library… during the summer [...]

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Tags: 8 hours, america, celebrity, close, Death, july, Library, summer, work

I Never Saw Him…

20Jun09

I am envious of the lens that saw him moments before he died–he smiled. kids rolled down hills, their screams were the things of dreams… I tumble and feel wet grass, growing around his gravestone, a place that marks the letter sealed inside. words eaten long ago by worms–scorched on a sidewalk, split in half [...]

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Tags: car, cummins, dance, dream, drive, drowned, field, friend, grass, iowa, kiss, kyle, love, Past, Poetry, river, road, smile, tragedy, video, videotape

Fish Grin

20Jun09

Feeling like a fish with a skeleton grin. Smelly and wise, many rivers I swim. Hair tangles in wet knots around my bony spine. Dead sockets stare back at me in the mirror, they’re mine…

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Tags: blastedgoat, eyes, feeling, fish, grin, hair, june, knots, mirror, rivers, smelly, socket, swam, wise

Barn-House

20Jun09

trees bend and wave, flowers remind me of running through bushes with purple bunches, floral and lush until the snap–a swing-set unmovable-cemented haphazardly in the backyard with all its knobby trees and rotten leaves. apple-core eyes are smokey and coiling under an invisible chain-link fence for dogs, cutting the bandit’s neck staining bare feet like [...]

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Tags: apple, backyard, barn, black cat, brother, burns, dream, floral, flowers, house, kern, mandy michelle, poem, purple, sister, sparks, summer, swing, toe-headed boy, woodpile

Charred Bed-Bugs

20Jun09

there were girls standing all around me in a clearing, there was a huge fire. it felt like the ending of a film, just before the isle lights flicker on. they sing a theme-song that haunts me in the moments between lights-out and first light. a haze is cast over an emptying stadium. fluttering patterns [...]

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Tags: bed-bug, camp, charred, film, fireflies, friend, girls, Poetry, sexual

Creep [screenplay]

16Jun09

EXT. A SIDEWALK DAY OLIVIA and CORDELIA walk home after school. Olivia is somewhat top-heavy and wears several layers of clothing in earthy tones. She walks slightly in front of Cordelia avoiding cracks in an overgrown sidewalk. She ’pops the head’ off a dandelion prompting Cordelia to pick one from an uncut lawn. CORDELIA I [...]

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Tags: creep, creepy, divorce, film, Friends, ghost, high school, mandy michelle, move, movie, moving, orb, scary, screenplay, student