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The Dive Bar Verses: July 2010
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The Dive Bar Verses. Wednesday, July 21, 2010. We stay in touch. every few weeks an almost frantic text-message exchange followed immediately by silence. Always instigated with a simple “hello, are you married yet lol? I tell R that I really want to have more children. And she constantly reminds me how beautiful our kids could. Unfortunately she will never find me cause I told her my name was Arturo Bandini. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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The Dive Bar Verses: the li(v)es that were
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The Dive Bar Verses. Monday, February 27, 2012. The li(v)es that were. What were we doing that night? Is it a reasonable assumption to make that I was in fact the same man then as I am now as I was a decade ago as I will be a decade from now? A voice from inside invites me in to do another line and another shot, another soft and delicate bite of the Lotus blossom so I may try, and fail, to forget you and yesterday. Ah, my favourite dive bar. Back in business. This really is the way to do, isnt it? Subscr...
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The Dive Bar Verses: November 2010
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The Dive Bar Verses. Monday, November 08, 2010. I know better now. I’ve decided to do the world a favor and remain forever alone. I’ve given up. I no longer wish to search or even entertain the notion I may find “her” because I know she doesn’t exist - she is a myth. And here I hide in plain site. Either at the strip club with my cousin or the blank walls of my empty, spartan apartment my sanctuary. Interesting that word, apart. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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The Red Dot(s): March 2010
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Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway. At least I was able to blame it on the speed. It started at what was supposed to be band rehearsal. We went to our studio off of Taylor and Ellis and were greeted by another band, Crystal Antics, in the hallway. They were taking a smoke break talking about the stupid-ass Supreme Court decision to give corporations people status regarding political contributions. (Quick not: Really? Corporations are not people! Martin, what the hell was that. Kristal yel...
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Truthfully Ficticious: He-Man versus the Devo Poison Oak People
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. He-Man versus the Devo Poison Oak People. Posted by Queerly Complex. I woke up this morning with a headache today stemming from a spot in between my left shoulder blade and my spine. It made breathing and remembering difficult almost painful but only slightly. It was like the dull ache and burning itch of poison oak, which reminds me of my dream; the one I hoped the headache would drown out. Obviously, the pain isn't great enough to make me forget. Another clear thought was:...
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Chuck and Charles: Chuck and Charles in They Meet, Number One
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Monday, November 23, 2009. Chuck and Charles in They Meet, Number One. Posted by Jason Wyman. Chuck and Charles is a monthly comic strip created by Jason Wyman appearing in Queerly Complex. Labels: chuck and charles. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Is a monthly comic strip created by Jason Wyman following the exploits of two queers as they discover anonymous sex, missed connections, and synchronicity. Is life, tall tales, and other disastrous distractions all from a queer perspective.
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The Dive Bar Verses: August 2010
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The Dive Bar Verses. Friday, August 06, 2010. Let me tell you a story about redemption. It’s been eight years. Eight years of “what if,” “what now,” “will I ever,” and “I will never.” Eight years of questions, emptiness, desolation, and desperation. Eight years I have tread water barely staying afloat, through an ocean of coke, X, booze, whores, flings, fights. Eight years of regret. 8220;I close my eyes and I see you. Here in front of me, I love your smile. Your eyes. What did we do in those visits?
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The Dive Bar Verses: December 2009
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The Dive Bar Verses. Thursday, December 17, 2009. I stand under the canopy watching the snow fall. I inhale my cigarette and then close my thoughts only listening to the soft "shhhh" of the wind and swirling flakes which indiscernibly speak an old language known only to ancient man and white owls. I realize it is over between us R . I have made my decision. And I am impotent to act. Monday, December 07, 2009. An appropriate word could be "villainous.". Superman will always wear a cape. All I really have ...
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The Red Dot(s): Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway
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Three Forms of Crystal to Get to The Great HIGHway. At least I was able to blame it on the speed. It started at what was supposed to be band rehearsal. We went to our studio off of Taylor and Ellis and were greeted by another band, Crystal Antics, in the hallway. They were taking a smoke break talking about the stupid-ass Supreme Court decision to give corporations people status regarding political contributions. (Quick not: Really? Corporations are not people! Martin, what the hell was that. Kristal yel...