Their Lives Are Terrible

/Played

By anthony, on July 13th, 2010

55 days. 55 days of my life, plus change. This was the time I spent playing one character in World of Warcraft. What did it get me? Some reflexes, some game theory, and a lot of things to catch up on. I had fun, some nights were even thrilling, but most . . . → Read More: /Played

Writers Writing Words

By anthony, on June 23rd, 2010

I watched Wonder Boys tonight. A movie about what it means to be a writer, what it means to try and teach others about it, and I guess hwat it means to be human. I guess I’m torn about it, because while I loved it it falls into the over-the-top stereotyping of writers that . . . → Read More: Writers Writing Words

Field Mice

By anthony, on June 22nd, 2010

Robot Melon sent me an e-mail today. I’m on their mailing list, because I thought I could be a writer once and thought other people would know who I was and so I needed to know who they were first. I never got that far.

But the e-mail, it says Matthew Savoca wrote something called . . . → Read More: Field Mice

Romeo And Juliet Died In The End

By anthony, on June 17th, 2010

For years weplayed it off like we were star-crossed lovers. Perfect for eachother on some cosmic level, but forever deprived of the relationship we wanted by time and space, fate in the sense of factors outside our control. No, Fate with a capital ‘F’. The personified ruling of the universe was that we . . . → Read More: Romeo And Juliet Died In The End

Orbit

By anthony, on June 8th, 2010

Like you’re the earth and I’m the moon.
I’m left in your shadow, smaller, quieter, quite a bit more unpleasant.
I’ll fill your sky.
Irrevocably tied.
Useless without eachother, is what we are.
But what a catastrophe, if we touched.

If I knew the right words,
I’d write them on my eyes.
Though I couldn’t see,
I know you’d always read them
and maybe find the . . . → Read More: Orbit

The Girl Who Tells The Rain What To Do

By anthony, on June 3rd, 2010

I’ve never met anyone before or after just like her.
I guess you can say that about anyone though.

She loves the rain.
No. Really. She loves it.
The way you hold a lover, the way you say goodbye.
The way you kiss and the way you cry.
She stands on something and looks up and dies so many ways . . . → Read More: The Girl Who Tells The Rain What To Do

Desert Adventures

By anthony, on June 1st, 2010

So, there’s been some radio silence lately, and I apologize. So, here’s the debrief.

Where I’ve been:Egypt. Yeah, you read that right. I had a summer aboad course that sent me to Cairo, Alexandria, and some other places for two weeks to study the culture and geography of Egypt. Yes, I saw the . . . → Read More: Desert Adventures

Prostitution Of History

By anthony, on May 17th, 2010

The gaudy gold gate
opens onto a pier
with a boat made on the exploitation
of a once noble memory.
Adrift on the Nile
a stagnant reminder
with a charcoal background of crumbling concrete
framed by iron convenience and brushstrokes of smog.
The once-proud pyramid lies exposed
a well-beaten path leads to it’s widespread loins.
Brutal entry for hundreds of visitors to partake
Of an ancient, . . . → Read More: Prostitution Of History

In Love With What?

By anthony, on May 5th, 2010

My fingertips have that comforting smell, a scent I’ve long since come to love.
It’s the tang of ash that settled, the grit and stain of my personal fault.
What I remember now, as I see my reflection,
A grown man and the same lonely child.

My favorite memories, the bittersweet films that run behind every new scene.
The familiar taste . . . → Read More: In Love With What?

Not Christian Enough

By anthony, on April 22nd, 2010

You’ve got a place in that heart of yours
A palpitating orb of Joy itself
You fill it with God
The boy who’s a key but not quite the right fit
A lock you might never see the other side of
The keyhole shows only darkness, but that’s not the whole scene.

Can a christian open that door by turning the other . . . → Read More: Not Christian Enough