Romeo, Juliet
They were better off dead
For falling in love is just like getting shot in the head
Come along, little fool
What better way to learn the rules
Than for someone to be cruel to you  

Miss Thelma and Louise
Their spirits drift over Belize
Lovers live forever and never learn to leave
Mrs. Bonnie, Mr. Clyde
Seems like everyone in love has died
Not in each other's arms but by their side

Beneath the skin / Behind the canvas

      A fragile greeting found
            This fragile tempest

            Promised and unarmed
            Unwrapped infinity
            and sharing air

Anaphelbete for sharpness
      Anorexic for fitting
            Amnesia breaking

Mining Space
      An unnerving echo in prayers

            Please,
            and now,
            and why

There is a smile buried in the curtains
That is why our violence forgives

            The lacuna is free
            linen running unabated

Heavy comedy and rubber tires sail away

A stained glass sunrise
A signature war waiting under tickets


Neon spins everywhere

      The taste of finger-nails
      The bite of fingered-lips
Gone Again Left picking clouds

      Beneath the roots
      Above the rooftops

      Dancing concrete with me
electronics off-beat eating the world shaking

Some where still to call us home
evacuating pain behind familiar windows
I whisper you a fire escape
a static ocean at your door

What do you believe in, all on your own?
Stocks, family, love in your home?
Do you question who you are and why you do?
Or do you sit glassy eyed before the tube?
Though I wish ignorance, it will never come,
So question yourself until you've won!
Won what?
Why, your humanity.
Why you should, and continue to be.
And if you stop unable to find one
Then you're in danger, for your worth is none.
No reason to live, your works tally to zero,
When you die, no shout of, "Qualis artifex pereo!"

By: Cedric McClester

She read about it in the papers
Or saw it on the TV news
However word got to her
No doubt at first she refused
To believe what they were saying
That her man was out there playing
And if it’s the reality
It’s something she didn’t see

She don’t wanna be that woman
Who sticks by a man that cheats
It’s a tired kind of scenario
That so often now repeats

She’s **** and attractive
The object of most men’s desire
It’s a mystery to her
Why she hasn’t lit his fire
And what she’s now being told
Only turns her warm blood cold
To publicly humiliate her
Said to her that he must hate her

She don’t wanna be that woman
Who sticks by a man that cheats
It’s a tired kind of scenario
That so often now repeats

She threatened to take his manhood
If it turned out to be true
Even though that’s quite extreme
It’surely something she would do

She don’t wanna be that woman
Who sticks by a man that cheats
It’s a tired kind of scenario
That so often now repeats

Hang in there for a minute
Her story’s almost done
To him it wasn’t serious
He was only having fun
And while that well may be
The thing he didn’t see
Was the affect as it were
That it was having on her

She don’t wanna be that woman
Who sticks by a man that cheats
It’s a tired kind of scenario
That so often now repeats

She threatened to take his manhood
If it turned out to be true
Even though that’s quite extreme
It’s surely something she would do

I feel like I've forgotten how to breathe. Like the wave is coming down on me and I've forgotten how to swim.

Depression is...
like a disease
No, scratch that it IS a disease.
One moment you think you're better,
then BAM it hits you like a **** ton of bricks.
Depression is...
a never ending cycle
Like a merry-go-round on a child's playground or carnival.
Your mind spins and spins
round and round; over and over.
Never ending, never stopping
that's what it's like.
You try and try to find your way out,
but yet come up shorthanded.

Depression is...
more than just feeling sad
It's a plethora of emotions.
Yes, you feel sad
but it's more than that.
You feel sad; anxious; alone; angry; lost; confused
you don't have an appetite, and when you do
you eat everything under the sun.
The passion and enjoyment you once found in things,
no longer remains.
Rather it is replaced with emptiness and disparity.

Depression...
eats you alive.
Gnawing away at your innocent flesh.
You become a shell of the person you used to be,
unrecognizable from your friends, eventually your family
ultimately yourself
You don't know who you are anymore, what your purpose is.

Depression...
leaves you broken.
What was once a whole, is now a fragment of broken pieces,
that you just can't seem to put back together.
Your eyes no longer have that glimmer, or gleam, or sparkle
Rather you gain the thousand mile stare.
and you can see the emptiness within your gaze.
Initially, I hated that word...
broken.
Implies that you cannot get better
But that's exactly what depression feels like.
You feel incurable, untreatable.
Everyone says you find happiness within yourself,
but how can you find something that's been lost for so long?