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 Mar 2016 JAM
Jessica Hill
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 Mar 2016 JAM
Jessica Hill
Intoxicate me
Mesmerize me
Pull me in
Turn me inside out
Make me feel alive
Take my breath away
Kiss me til I'm drunk and
Too numb to speak
Hypnotize my body and
Make it all yours
Every inch of it for you
Take your time and explore
 Mar 2016 JAM
Haidyn
Weapons
 Mar 2016 JAM
Haidyn
i don't want to be your girl
i want to be your gun
blowing off the heads
of every ungrateful son
It wasn't the words you spoke to me that got to me. It was the fact that you actually spoke it...
 Mar 2016 JAM
Mateuš Conrad
i'm just bored of having to feel what other people
feel, limiting the realism of things,
a woman with a child's  severed head in moscow is
sensationalism to them, but when they get a mild
reality, Kashmir chilly  on the palette, they make
cheap Monty Python jokes to scare the facts away...
the so-called satire that requires canned laughter;
was given a library of 25 philosophy books,
not one of them by an englishman,
went as far back as the greeks,
i guess the version of english egalitarian
was not worth a communism,
somehow the two synonyms became
antonyms... 25 volumes of philosophy,
not one english philosopher...
the english intellectualise: i.e.:
regurgitate facts....
the english do not philosophise,
i.e. instead they cite facts... they're intellectuals by rite
of citation, the citation of facts,
they can't philosophise i.e. not cite (facts)...
they intellectualise, they cite and recite
facts with a dogmatism that fears a demolition
and no rekindling of interest...
to philosophise is to avoid citation:
to work from nothing,
the english cannot philosophise because
they intellectualise and by intellectualism
they cite and recite facts like an ave maria
pi = 3.14... Galileo's spectacles...
etc. the english cannot philosophise, they're
just intellectuals, they cite and recite facts,
they cannot engage from non-citation or non-recitation
of a fact, like a greek might ignore a stone
and fool himself claiming it's nothing,
the english cannot allow a confiscation of
a subject and treat it as nothing,
it would not make sense as to why charles i
was the precursor of the french aristocratic en masse
meeting with the guillotine if darwinism wasn't
discovered on the islands of Galapagos...
although i beg to differ with a thought on Gauguin
and the islands of Tahiti: make a turtle yawn
and you'll jinx yourself a blessing to live to be one hundred years old.
 Mar 2016 JAM
Akemi
Dead bee
The moss grows round it
Water spray
Purify it
Pest is relative
Coming from where?
The cat stretches
Common sense
Rock bottom
Delve deeper, come on
There’s no soul here
Empty it out
Start again
Transcend yourself
Transcend transcendence
So yeah, there was a gardener
Wielding a pressure blaster
Which ripped the moss from its roots
The sun peaked
And the moss turned dust
Because the aesthetics of the pavement
Supersede existence
Who the **** cares?
Dead bee on the pavement
Blast it into the bushes
It depresses the school children
A hedgehog rots in the gutter
Flies lay eggs in its flesh
And create a home
Isn’t that beautiful?
What the **** did the moss get?
“China would have done this in a day”
My father says
Watching road workers rip apart asphalt
“It’s quite nice, though”
Looking into the concrete river
As mayflies hatch deformed
Due to the heat from the channel
Half the students stare at their toes
Wishing they were cuter
Stronger
Smarter
Because narcissism has become the new desire
Things are rotting everywhere
But we pretend they’re normal
**** man, rock bottom
The children pick up the bees
And stick them in their mouths
Until the moss completely coats their hearts
5:10pm, February 26th 2016

some philosophers believe utopia to be a place without suffering
all beings severed from pain
it sounds awful
 Mar 2016 JAM
Andrea Cherney
When bad things happen, I know you want to believe they are a joke.
But life is scary and dark. That is why we must find the light.
 Mar 2016 JAM
Not Lauren
We'll provide the question, but the answer is yours to research...

How many times will the human heart ache before stopping itself from another mistake?

When you recognize chaos, when you look it straight in the eyes, will the thrill of the chase hold you hostage or will you save yourself the fight?

What is love without a heart?

When did raw anger become a beacon to you? Where did you go?

Did you ever recover from the news that he's not coming back for you?

Is all that hate and spite hidden behind a sullen smile?

Who was there to save you from the savages of hate-filled resent? Anyone?

Did you really think you could rule it all?
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