I AM MINE by PEARL JAM; LONG NIGHTS by EDDIE VEDDER. Story by Emma Hansford
The hall lights dimmed but she lit up. She was raw, uncut and with nothing to lose. I have never seen a person unleash themselves so fully and oblivious to social norms
The hall lights dimmed but she lit up. She was raw, uncut and with nothing to lose. I have never seen a person unleash themselves so fully and oblivious to social norms
The vines twisted around the pergola/in my grandmother’s backyard/were gnarled and old
Past the age of 30 everyone has collected at least one shameful secret. From international war crimes to embarrassing crushes, we all have things we’d rather keep hidden. But hiding can be tiresome.
When we tire of climbing and jumping, we let the current drift us back to our towels and trannies, still keeping an eye out for snakes swimming in the river; supposedly they can’t strike in water, but we don’t want to test the theory.
In a car with my first lover/our relationship fraught, almost over./Song on the radio.
Night shifts summer’s leaves/Date palms rock in breeze/Crescent bay shimmers
I defy anyone to label the following two truisms my subjective opinions: 1. John Farnham is deeply cheesy. 2. John Farnham has a beautiful voice.
Some songs come to you in a tremendous moment of need. Some songs are needed like a dose of Ibuprofen during the emotional inflammation that is failure.
Like A Stone by Audioslave was Ali Sipahi's topic for a Grade Six presentation/show-and-tell. Her teacher and her classmates were taken back a little.
My brilliant investment plan does not involve stocks or bonds or higher education. It is Billy Joel, The Complete Collection, 1971-1984, for sale in the record shop next door.