Sometimes when on the fringes, we stare into blinding lights, get hooked upon the hinges, weep dry tears throughout the night. Sometimes our desert soul screams, searches for vulture-life bliss, tears out the mirage of seams, betrays, fronts our eyes' stark hiss. Sometimes we grow to love what isn't- ours nor theirs in Time. We … Continue reading Hooked upon the Hinges
I was watching "Howl" last night, the movie starring James Franco as Allen Ginsberg. It is comprised of three main narratives: Allen being interviewed in his apartment, Lawrence Ferlinghetti being tried in court for publishing Ginsberg's poem "Howl"- which was considered obscene- and a trippy animation vision of the poem, word by word. There are also minor … Continue reading What’s an Angel-Headed Hipster?