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Feb. 9th, 2019


[info]deteriorate

Public (anon)

[Posted anonymously.]

I need a medium.

Dec. 25th, 2018


[info]reposeholiday

Secret Santa: Frankie G

[The how's are not completely explained, but a few strings are pulled and some hands greased, and late Christmas Day, Frankie gets word that his father has been released. Few other details are offered, but a courier comes by later with a gift basket overflowing with Christmas goodies. A small note is tucked in, nothing more than 'From Santa' written on the plain card.]

Dec. 10th, 2018


[info]reposeholiday

Frankie G

Naughty or nice?

Dec. 9th, 2018


[info]loquiturmortuis

I am not an arsonist
but you make me burn

relentlessly
unstoppably

destroying parts inside of me
parts that no one else should see
but you
light matches with your fingernails
scraped alight against my back
and I'm set alight

repeatedly
obsessively

and I come to see
the arsonist you've made of me



I'm still looking for work if anyone's looking for a dogsbody to employ?

Also, if anyone plays the drums and doesn't mind backing up some terrible vocals and wonderful bass lines please make yourself known

Nov. 22nd, 2018


[info]sonataind

public, ren s.

[Public.]

A poem for those interested...

I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne’er beguiled!

And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart’s delight.

So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.

- William Blake


[Locked to Ren S.]
I hope I am not overstepping my bounds... I have a friend who is interested in the play, but he does not do well with crowds. Is it alright for him to come to a rehearsal so that he could have a taste of the production without the stress of a full audience around him? If you rather it not be seen until it is ready we understand.

Nov. 19th, 2018


[info]loquiturmortuis

To anyone who has any idea of what this might mean, Uncle Maurice says the key is inside the toby jug on top of the cupboard in the living room, if you needed it.

I need to stop listening to Leonard Cohen when I'm having lyricist's block - it's bad enough that he plays like he's got an extra eight fingers, I can't compete with that and poetry

In other news, I'm looking for a job. Anyone up for hiring a stupid kid?