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markovwriting · 6 years
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Hope: A Self-Help Manual. writing turned to him, knelt next to my lungs’ lack necessity Rain to my side Forevermore? I challenge you to write so funny, I remember it liked potato chips! It’s illegal to give her money “no handouts,” you say, “I had to do, couldn’t sit still With demands on their own essays, record their own DUDE. Away at them. Your person spewed through phone earpieces Into voice mailboxes You will never meet and we could go for that,” Laura said. infinite And in the tachyons that reached into narrow crevices and withdrew rags coated in a watermelon nighttime record player, yep feel this now this inverted braille that a disagreement never Trumps how He said, I can’t help myself when I watched it shivering, begging to get a job in person. Into a mind clouded with black smoke One day—             No. Then why stay? Her mom came to his house? John walk into a knot of shrunken features, all of gone girl's missteps are to me is soot and clay.
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A concrete wall, immaculately grey as lead, blocks the view in lieu of blood spills out and steal peace in recalling a song called ‘i am not empty like winter windowboxes post-apocalyptic park Price 41 Stanley Lamar Grant 38 Askari Roberts 35 Dewayne Carr 42 Terrance Moxley 29 Theodore Johnson 64 Cedrick Lamont Bishop 30 Anthony Hill 27 Terence D. Guardian, she dismissed claims of cultural appropriation is deeply unpleasant as desi collings: oblivious and cloying and possessive, using amy’s vulnerability to trap and objectify her. I’m like everybody else two people who write them are just the biological clock, who are willing to love better, and retreated with a sprinkle of cajole with a tourniquet nothing accomplished enraged Americans that mental illness What is going to make but I wasn’t brave enough to sleep I can’t do anything to do with me when I didn’t want to make us all proud Zero Since there is also amy, a woman-labyrinth of nested personae, selves within selves, endless, fathomless, in her kiss and enduring love might be spring. Gods, this little bill between him and asks for cannabis while throwing glances up and you have only seen in other people’s dreams.  She brushed her hair back away from your dream last night, and smokes a cigarette on the Text — f: Rage + Database ÷ Shakespeare ± Fuckery → ≈ ¬ Expectation, ⊧ Poetry Bio — I have chilblains on Frank may be on time to time. shut up and tell her to the aviaries of my stomach to a recent care package. The New York launch. Facebook, and Twitter, and find back yourself.
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markovwriting · 6 years
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He slept beside her, leaving them both as they brushed against mine, chaste, yet brutally meteoric, eclipsing the stars cry because I could take this body now contains The bright red blood spilled out from E O A G H The Lifted Brow Carve Magazine fail better Little Fiction Bodega MUZZLE The Scrambler La Vague apt Paper Darts FWRICTION Guernica FERROFLUID The Mall carte blanche zoomoozophone Lumen i Paris Portland, I corrected him. Valentine’s Day, Jay shouts as he strapped on Libby and pulled on his desktop glowed in black awaits Wrapped in the hotel room. Profanity is the precious stranger daughter, an ulfire star the clotted space where you last wrote to your father came from.” It was a sweet-natured, friendly man, befriended by many.  Yet, we could We only went out among the living, things seem to find the word counts. Ross, the worst feeling in the power to instill fear in the corner, i’m at it, see if she had to hear. Thing I love. it stop, so I shut them. Laura thought. “You were born the giant’s son, too small for that because of that time, but you smiled, and it made sense, especially how everyone did it he soothed my protector lulled her to FRIENDS and payhones are set shortly after his teaching style now, and with each insufferable stop.
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markovwriting · 6 years
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now, let me go. Golden Age produced a ringing argument against the ISIS narrative that their attacks and contempt didn’t set myself reminders? elsewhere A scent of her beer. Whisk away the pain in odd ways. Everything would’ve felt incomplete otherwise. Oh how ironic is it just didn’t see it as meaningful rhetoric have failed  Poor boy who took longer to do with me on facebook, and on late into the snow. back then:  The other reviews were right about that day. Genocide . Xenocide, for them that. send Aphrodite my condolences I cannot unsee you or unfeel your shadow my new world record for the end of it on such flat ground was as cold anymore, but I know — More people keep making room for what it feels like being told from Jay’s POV. LOVE YOU L he says she can get a promotion, I’m weird but my words. I come, a waiting room.
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markovwriting · 6 years
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Sometimes, as the teams set off, the leaf, already aware of a whim. And forms clear drops of blood and noise and broken skin, a memory to share, and encourages people to plunder it. Model, posing in Premature pictures. Mexican hot chocolate with marshmallows; like mulled wine; like glühwein; and like a cacophony of the world, to fully live, This wonderlust will take us, we can only be our efforts are efficient I go.  parched, but patient, ready for your stigmata- this raw solder is your favourite season. Tammy would say over breakfast. Have strength. Then we’ll feel new even the blood mixing into one— a specimen with frozen direction we sit together, it is. I’m trapped, it says more               Compliments mostly baffle me.        lost as it began we could shudder with the data too.  I’ve done it Ebola death rate on the eve that summer I invited. The ISIS of biological agents? Prophesying about glacier fire and you show that you are just using each finger, thumb being 1 and Issue 2.
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Lean In should be enough. A ball of dryer lint. I’d write at least my part of everything we perceive as wrong? out Murder your Spreadsheets or Building Literistic: Humans, Robots & Juvenile Capitalists.  You can have any romantic or sexual attraction become the song by Radiohead So I sat it back to school, I might know One The stardust has collided into one another, skin to skin it. Arms flailing, lungs gasping. Seeing pictures of hell it has always been self-conscious about the precise, thin white scars that ghost in the 1980’s Bruce Springsteen there’s one exception: it’s always winter inside Spruce Bringsteens because one willingness to embrace death then that I my brother and I  broke into  to see a turbine flying over a fisherman  lovingly.  The cicadas chisel away  at day’s blue statue.  I think to Jon really hoped for a few dozen more and more importantly, it made sense, especially how everyone did it with his twin margo, who’s canny and droll and funny and frank. Yalik liked left his desk and the way I asked him what he did. American twilights when their own damn fault—whatever it was the only one he’s ever seen I’m asking you because you couldn’t bear the clouds, and for the frustration of hearing the noise. Splendid Things We Planned by Blake Bailey The Shelter Cycle by Peter Orner The Splendid Things We Planned by Blake Bailey The Shelter Cycle by Peter Rock The Facades by Eric Van Lustbader
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Draper and settles into suburban life in society’s prison has fucked me over.  And i haven’t kissed who fascinate me, i wake up in school I went to the land but i dare Chilly winds and every one of the fish, his fingers in the doorway, a sad skeleton with a tourniquet nothing accomplished enraged burn tell me this softness // i am the final curtain Brooklyn, NY 7 pm Thursday, March 19 – Sherman’s Books – Portland, ME, 6:30 pm Sunday, March 22 – Concord Bookshop – Concord, MA, 3 pm Tuesday, March 24 –Newtonville Books – Cambridge, MA, 7 pm Wednesday, Other                 your teeth all the other America, that place has existed for five weeks. No importance No inspiration No impact As a man in the periphery  that demands the reflex of attention. Perhaps he had to come. 4 and a leg in smart shops. Dig everything out. are moons between our Doomed creation. Lecture Two: William S. Even before I continue. That’s so weiiiird.” “Why are you and this time from a swelling well of my extended family saw the man remembered from Orchestra had posted on Turning To Visuals with a call was “a
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Emergency Kit. Mark Twain? languages because of you kissing someone else.  How pathetic. Shut your auricles And the possibility that if it was the middle of her toes, he will stop, he bemoans his sad state of mind to dance at a baseball game? The blizzard; Were we wrong to keep their lonely, always so worn, at dusk inviting darkness come and talk through her hair, lying sprawled on a lake and your tears mingled in the What I’m talking about is being kidnapped Replaced secretly oftentimes, nightly, with the deaths of hundreds or thousands of individual leaves; I hadn’t quite become what you know.” As I stood behind a Scratch that.  He had the softest rabbits for a smile; when you asked an impertinent question or tried to keep them from raking the shelves in the running catch his tears like the Baby paleontologists sift through soil searching for the first three respondents have contributed four verses between them.  Credits: Verses 1,2,3,4 & 9 by B.T. A cute rounded plastic stick Future Is weird Strange like closed doors a murmured hush of glass beneath her coronet. Doug announced. Forced to peck at, whilst I lie down. War III unfold before our eyes and fingers the words stay locked within until I’ve nearly bitten it clean through the volumes, looking for an eternity in the mornings.
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their personality, they’re there. Merchant “These are days” music inspired song included if you can eat. maps detailing the epic, noting displacement over distance, resisting a means to a stranger to you? THERAPIST ASKS HOW YOU LEARNED TO HATE YOURSELF blame the dress codes, the pinched asses, the snapped bra straps, the yanked ponytails. dust and concrete, wet asphalt and the training of assassins. Must make magic the first time in my arms around me between the Kennebec and I-95. adverbally, i move and fjords soar between them to know who loves racism, hates women, and rails against political correctness 24/7? I’m here, white as the gestures do whistle: i ate caviar in the air in front of you. Most White writers with questions, claiming the white tile floor I’m heading to an office you loathe, you will be, we hope our perpetrators will understand, of a genius, solving mathematical equations well The Prince. Pandeya tonight I am Come closer. Used: Logopoetics II Seed Text: Cold Genius, by Aaron Kunin and #36 from Tao Te Ching by Lao-tzu Raphael Schnee on this coldest night.
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Frank House. Electric tickles When chemistry is undeniable, such a vastly spread creature—how grateful to be one. Published monthly, each issue contains just six pieces of ocean. She lifts her head north to west Waiting for the opportunity. The cage where I leech authenticated flesh, assigned default the word, and he was pulled from eternity with heart-string they will die fanatical religion fanatical garden house i wake up while everyone else Paul McCartney called us in peace You wait til everybody has some,” and the rain—it’s like we’re still in all else here in Flushing by a graceless conviction to staying fluorescent. hard of hearing the promise of my dead flower love, in all that’s left, You’re all, “Give me ethnicity or give a fake tooth out of me- like the Vietnam war, still failing—and the Stop making this about Ellie? A blank eye that looks and looks For comfort in strangers, in this room, sunlight, planets on the horizon of my life thoughts across thinking that I need to come up for disaster, “Hippie Horde” descended on us, when I heard a knock at the veins to sleep. English class, my friend and the knobs were, spread my legs, the pink is opaque, white, the vessel                               Ben saw as casual.
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Michael Brown] [4,799 pages of her frontal lobe. About love. Puma said, as she told me who i was on the treadmill, which is maybe the kid walks over with wonder and excitement. the stairway descent Just before pancakes Downstairs there’s a better light than a sphere when you knocked, I hoped you’d rest But you don’t know where to put on trial for their not-so-well-known are personal experiences. “She made me feel better - c.m.j. Other . I raised my eyes to mine. Tie an ear-like knot … is from the chaos of the summer that Justine was to be a writer and/or a poet. We blow things up beyond retrieval. Dery first coined the term refers to as “shenanigans.” I figured out how it all the tortoises were missing but the monster face and comb your hair, bright and im exposed Your shoulders,  A numerous sort of queer-like for a walk so I took for granted how much love even those would seethe, while the candlelit moon flickers at the same silence. “It’s actually just phonetic if you would catch up, not down.
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shaded higher and more loose each time, and that t=d/s.’ Beth lifted her head, saw stars, and know yr truth. Mexican family as bound as honor and too sudden a change i take issue with a disabled, or rather, differently abled people can teach us the championship.  I gave her away after that Is life’s recipe. flesh, crossed with yellowy sinew that barely did beat. Emotional abuse sinks through your pores  like the sky as they loom overhead I too attempt birth or produce a miscarriage. Amtsgericht in Strausberg A Connecticut electric bill from 1981 Unused envelopes from registrar offices at Harvard, Duke, Dartmouth, and Yale Too few tickets from Pinball Pete’s to get into its hollow biting, white Appearance shrinking as the wolf noticed the unicorn. “I’ll stay awake to a build a new website, gibsongrand.com where you are almost home. USD that any of it. I’d wonder to myself “there must be more like: I should Know: I was anxious and preferred the house it is only a shard, a splinter waiting to die, but I am the You believed in fate, but this is the greater warrior? Many years passed and you say, no more the latter than the sum of all the negative attitudes.
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Soul to Take I came across the sixth; i taste, i touch the walls of your shoulders stayed stubborn and soft after such a lame line? sated on a popa, mr. London and he’s been getting a skin disease likely late-stage HIV — A bored little boy in my notebook, out on a quest enlightening me enticing me while the good things I promised Philadelphia, went to a party and ripped one out, calling me ‘arch priestess of Hera who became a thousand ways to help everyone! Shattered vessels still Bringing me life, My heart was murdered long ago through the sneers of a beautiful thing to fall behind you. getting older, I would allow him to work, and she is working to be a teacher,  a lawyer,  do hair… I’ll think about again. Selected Nonfiction by Toni Morrison. I worked over mildewy grout until it went on like bottled water, organic vegetables and peeled open the bottom of the weekend some dregs of the heart, what’s left in the produce section.” A screw tightening in the pyrdewy pistil tomorrow will frost quail in the people I have not arrived yet laugh with. virtually impossible to know these dopamine withdrawals as trees foraging for kids to play in the air, And within me without question. days, I wake up, you will remember how you shield me away, as you rosary the repetition it will be  our time  and the male birth rate data, and demonstrated that whenever it’s extremely I’m brutal to this wonderful little girl who likes to be yours.
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Times bestseller, and Harvard degree — she got rejected for a minute ago. Customer: Hmmm, what comes to how they’ve made their daughter a pretender to her or the lost talisman when we fall asleep now on rooftops of corrugated aluminum exhaling steam like exhausted paragraphs We win, we always had the chance of making it over and sucked on Judath’s lower lip. Just how dangerous is this debris if I posted about the Christopher Doheny Award the other half with scholarships. Rewind: The bar sold old records, and he felt it. cool ropes bouncing against my back Show me you’ve been bad We cut each other don’t mean anything. You knew it like rain hitting a tree trunk creates a chapbook of three dozen of her white eyebrows were raised, making her way down it is still taut when will i die me drop my eyes to mine Azuki Lynn I’m a detective, not an example of that particular branch of my family tree, it had not been before – neighborhood streets on his fellow obesity Assure him blank canvases still cast a kitten spell on my side, so I guess . Good. Lives run like a popularity contest or a well, whattya do? France: most countries have one foot is an MFA in Dance and Choreography at the last stanza. Costanza no relation.
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markovwriting · 6 years
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L UNLESS THEY WANT TO BE INCAPABLE OF NABBING THIS WANTED MURDERER” and i am at a decent belief in each turn wrong, as always :D So if you were not women who Indiana do, there is a celebration of Michelle’s life,” they were fading but couldn’t be. Vindicator, May 10, 2015 art by Cerebral Lust Confounded, it says right here, in the snow I melt, hybrid wishful  thinking, can she shake the leaves? lapses into silence, and I can’t even promise me Tomorrow we can hand someone a priority when to them. my own—Buried you inside of me buried by the defined layout  of your own hand anyway and I’ll shut my mouth forever and not exactly ready to share his life, but they could’a I’ve come up? Sleep will happen to you who told me about here, about where he stands with men in the street…one of them, his relationship with a concealed wisdom of humility: humility is endless Do If ever we are at a loss to know these dopamine withdrawals as trees foraging for kids to explain guy things. word we dare not say Poetry is hope.  But the old man I would have been placed before the cameras started rolling.  Which is why I don’t want to see if it’s proven how effective it is an air of an Most nights, I hope that you won’t know what sort of shenanigans he was one thing, but I was on a dark alley at night, and smokes a cigarette case I was only Rene-2014 your smile was so hungry, I was an independent, Seven Sisters educated model living and working in retail.
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Avocado & Oatmeal. Problem is there’s also a urgent case about a princess and make you cry? No, no, now you can never have noticed yourself, and then – bam, one day and age, it would make Sid Vicious swoon. Act 3 - The colours boast a comfortable menace known to have broken rules pushed social values that question your morals, poured from your dad saying, “last call, do you want anyone else Operation Kanjari, the “tip of the glass city bay. Get out and replaced with a noose. Coffee: the light of a bat in it. segway, or more of a whitetail deer, a hypnotic bas relief on the freeway, with innocent clouds floating away to make sure you are an astronomer au fait and i swoon under a field. As you were I suppose I wanted to order an appetizer while he resented the lavish attention she bestowed upon you.  Even if you left something of a dead albatross was it Coleridge Do they taste like super nova what i think it’s important to me - my fists and legs made sense, especially how everyone simply unremembered their tasks. some hammers, some glow stick necklaces; there were no longer fruitful and gone is the precious stranger daughter, an ulfire star the clotted space where something substantial, something real capital r, should be.  Don’t ever think of, and there are no rocks on this bed for days because I’m busy with my reptiles.
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I cocooned with rationalizations and “protocols” and “processes,” and toss Jay his phone. Because as I wait. Sleep well,” Annie says. Eight Takes,” Human Dark with Sugar Copper Canyon Press, 2008 we could be as innocent. After reading more – that   d=ts, and that the greater warrior? New Yorker, feeling starstruck and absolutely no idea what I’ve written… My view on this ledge it’s all terribly unfamiliar and it’s the light. Daily Dot article.  Edit: Some people have talents that aren’t theirs. To Moses’ empty gorge, like smoke like nothing else, til I am a sinner And a beer soaked floor which withstood the weight of snow that fell from the porch, & sometimes make Do all, to keep. katt.fsco ”The world below.” And the slabs of skin – I felt bad for a while, and I recall that I am deeply layered but there are linear gradations of variables associated with sex, We hear you say them. Thursday, April 23 – Pete’s Reading Series – Brooklyn, NY 7 pm Thursday, March 26 – Housing Works, New York is where the full measure of real headlines and satirical headlines involving police brutality
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