Showing posts with label The Jesus Years. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Jesus Years. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Guzt 63/365

My soul mate for a season. When I got locked out of the house that time, we sat outside swatting mosquitoes all night. Turns out The Rumor Mill generated a doozy out of that one. Miss your face.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Lyndon McGee 61/365

"Most likely, not exactly."
After several months of trying to figure you out,
I asked your friends, “Can you understand him or is it just me?”
They cracked up laughing.
Wasn’t that you’re Liberian;
You’re just weird.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

G. Laine 55/365

Harold!? Hoh, dear!
Oh, come on, Furny…!
PRAMS!
And I thought, well that’s scriptural.
Cookie Monster!
No, no, don’t do that to me.
Alright…war!
I’m taking the kids.
VCR.
A-cha-ooooh!
Go now, I must see you again.

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Ousmane W. 31/365

You really didn’t seem married when we started up.
It couldn’t have been more wrong for us to be together.
I was supposed to be turning your Muslim soul to Christ.
You were turning me into a woman.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Penny 19/365

Told me to throw out my Tears for Fears album, The Seeds of Love, because the cover was covered with evil images of other religions, but the music spoke to my soul and my soul said, “No!”

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Mr. Schaub 10x365

How did I not know you were gay? All HS Drama teachers who live with their “friend” in Portland are gay. Missed your memorial service. Did they think I would judge you? I don’t know, but damn.