Writing Ideas based on Friends' texts

F.C.

"I'll tell you that the strange thing is no one's bit my ears or licked my neck just picked me up and held me close."

"You just don't even have a good hold on what I taste like or smell like so the ground doesn't seam for you at this time."

"I lost my roommate. I think she's skeeved out cause I made a peanut butter sandwich in bed. Living with me is an adventure."

"If your body was with me now I'd bite your ear and feel your hair and tell you to sleep. Goodnight."

"I got so taken by different currents in it. It's strange to think you have it in your possession now when two days ago I did." (On her letter to me)

"You are sleepy I prefer you sleepy and off guard."

"I'm sending you off to bed with the knowledge that I created a vocal orchestra piece called 'Socks in a Nest' today. And it was grand! Goodnight lovie."

"Oh rickrickricka i'm swept up by forehead."

"i'm drenched in purple and tightened inside seams so that my spines one form of a woman."

"I haven't spoken to you in time. A great lot of it it [sic] seams."

"I was not in the rain. I fell in lust."

"Lusts not the word and neither is love."

"A purple epidemic that's what it is."

"His handsyness started to connect to my mind."

"Everywhere but eventually he we just i don't know. The purple highway in between our [sic] sculls it was."

"Well yes but it was a not so stable connection. He flew away and has some what of a girlfriend."

"Why mixed feelings about something so fluid and flouncey and gone in a couple days."

"Yes your complete presence would cripple me in the long run. I have you in my head though more than is legal in New York state so don't worry."

"may i complain about something?"

"No the complaint evaporated i like my ass now."

"you just don't even have a good hold on what i taste like or smell like so the ground doesn't seam for you at this time"

"But i do believe in you a great deal so thats not to say i don't"

"I just remember you discussing how i need to be patient with my self! i [sic] completly agree now."

"my entire being. My thoughts especially. The frosty ones to melt and the juiceless ones to figure out how to open up a new can or discover they need a rest."

"hm well for instance today i walking with ruby and i lost a feeling i liked that i had a second ago so i brought my attention to a street lamp and hovered around it and opened up myself to its possible story and anticipated its effect on my self and vice versa."

"The strange thing is i hate older men they repulse me i have no sympathy or respect for them what so ever. And then you bop up"

No, a no. Nothing is preconceived nothing is a notion. Observation and first hand experience- you do not differ just your whole make up of your you lies closer to my own soul. its just the fact that You're you is why i keep batting the us around not because you are a decent elderly man."

"Youre so far cooked. Like if i never took care of ian he'd end up like you never cracked or strained or drained or melted."

"Who knows one minute i'm eating a waffle and theres syrup between my legs and the next i'm yelling back bantu chants and drawing raiiki healing patterns on the roof of my mouth with my tongue."

"I'm beginning to see that its a horrid institution prohibiting growth prohibiting prohibiting and forcing roles and sizes on people that don't fitt." (On school, education)

"I'm trying to focus my energy to one being. And in doing so i'm learning no i'm seeing differences i'm seeing things better defined."

"There really is nothing tied to the yes because you never pulled hard enough."

"I'm sorry. You're a respectable being. I needed a detachment phase. I am well in the sense that I should be well my circumstances that surround me should push me to be well ya know-so its just a matter of finding that well."

"I was referring to my current state. A while ago you asked if all was well."

"No I just needed to step down from our level."

"i'm a child i need things i need to not have things some things make me ill i'm sorry i'm no woman. There's sin there's curiosity there's rest there's love! I never wish you any bad but my mental health comes first."

"Notions scare me and i feel like i need drastic measures to slice the worlds events in my mind in two."

"Jump down with me thats an order. Or co exist with our state there never was a confirmed state just lead on thats the fucked up part with babies and men. Nobody knows and then it combusts."

"Just be still let what ever happens happen. Don't think of me."

"How've you been. How've you been. How've you been. Everyones got that question practically sewn in the inside of their foreheads. Haha."

"I don't think you knew enough about me to begin with to now discover new differences."

P.P.

"I just made eye contact w a 6 year old with a balloon sword. I kinda want him to chop at me w it."

"I'm sorry u aren't here. The trees are starting to blossom and they are beautiful."

"This, too, shall pass. That saying gets me through a lot."

"Why didn't v come? U make a piece of the puzzle to a perfect time. U fit here."

"Tried? I haven't got any anymore, but i know u def saved the day a few times."

SEX BLOG: "Do u c a decline in the amount of sex as a sign, or just a gf getting comfy enough to with her bf to not feel like she has to put out?"

J.C.

"I stared holes of sky with my eyes into the overcast today."

"Pray at the altar of your pleasing that by tomorrow I haven't broken my body."

E.L.

"I just met up with my old boyfriend. He took one look at me and said 'your ass is more smackable than ever.' miss you already."

H.G.

"Hi, lets go backpacking through Europe?"

"Next time it rains, let's go to coneyisland."

C.S.

"They're raw. The voice can use guidance, the style too; but their exciting in their approach to being stories."

"Just read Tropic of Cancer. Read it like it's a poem, or a book of short stories, but not a novel. Spend your summer with it. You'll see what I mean."

"Other than that, the writing is strong and funny. Check out Miller. Okay, salad ass?

"My butt's upon the bowl/I'll sit here 'til it's full/ When the poop comes out,I give a shout/ Oh my poor butt hole!"

"If you're dissatisfied with contemporary lit, check out those books I suggested, and also Aimee Bender's book Willful Creatures."
"'Already Dead' and 'Tree of Smoke' by Denis Johnson. Poems and short stories for the class I teach. Books that are AWESOME-BALLS."

"Back on the pot?/No time to squat!/ Something foul in my bowl-/ Ripe and ready to pop!"

"Banging away for a year. The novel is a five-character narration that follows people in a Buffalo indie band, Beehives, through their disasterous summer tour, and the disasterous rest of that year. Sex, drugs, and rock and roll fueled by complex characterization."

"I got the email and read the poem, I remember it being very vibrant and full of energy."-(On "When Repiblik Ayiti Crashed")

C.L.

"Next time we see each other, can we just hug? I feel so small. And worthless."

K.

"Of course youre still my one day boyfriend sweetheart, I told you so."

L.Y.

"good job! And no worries, i had fun enough to deal. you've probably left more bruises."

"Nothing like the thought of your cock shoved down my throat to keep me occupied in my 3 hr. 18th century novel class."

Dad

"Muchos Gracias el Nino!!"-Dad after wishing him a "Feliz Cumpleanos, Padre!"

R.K.

"Yes. I thought of you all day you know..."

"I miss our conversations the most and watching you attempt to make breakfast lol little things like that plus its sensitive nipples and ur tshirts."

K.T.

"I dig your emails, absorb every word. :) Happy Saturday."

"Ur sweet, u almost sound smitten."

"Ur delightfully weird."

Indeed. What do u think it means?"

"U r sweet. I probably should just leave it at that."

"Is there consolation in knowing im still attracted 2 u?"

"This is why i didnt want 2 c u, no willpower."

"You really do turn me on."

"Shit is very intense btwn us and it freaks me out. Thats why i needed 2 stop."

"Our sexual relationship is too intense 4 me. U, a man 2 young and rough 4 me, always making me come is too intense."

"I know, its not ur nature."

"Sigh. I want to see you."

D.C.

"I'd like you to know that you broke my pussy. My pussy is broken."

R.F.

"I did that already. I told you that you have nothing to worry about. You're good."

"Yeah, I just got up too. So are you getting everything done that u need for school in the morning? And what did u write?"

"Yeah me too I've learned my lesson once again. I'm really sorry I messed up Ur life, mine is already messed up so I cud careless about mine but u..."

"Ok please pull yourself together I know that it is easier said than done but please. Let's just wait until I see the doctor."

"Don't cry please don't cry. If u r I'm gonna start crying too."

"Ok u too. For some reason I sense that URE disappointed n troubled like u can't function properly."

"I'm horny as fuck." -sent at 6:38 am.

"I'm already wet. Too wet."

"Plz get enuff rest for tomorrow nite becuz I'm gonna work u silly."

V. O.

"i have your cream."

C.P.

"its yes or no flake master."

"Malapropism and sesquipedalianism."

Determining an Us

"I think it's a cold beverage sort of relationship."
She wrote.

And I wasn't sure how to respond when
__she wasn't sure how to articulate a tangible Us.

I thought ambivalently between

We are quenching, refreshing for each other,
propogandaed as necessary to our well-being.
We are to be understood in moderation,
_____________accepted responsibly.I can smell
her on my breath but she can't smell me.

and

She never stops thinking, never stops, never,
but she could, I guess, slipslopslup trudge through my fudgey words and dullll
___aches
in a brain freeze scenario.
So rarely our lips collide.
Do they numb without precedent when I crash in?

Painting

"I love you, Lovey"
is in an upright cursive
on a catastrophe
________________on a wall
________________in a room of a friend
over stacks and stacks and stacks of unread books,
Beckett and Brecht.

And I thought the burnt orange,
corporate blue, and projectile-puked
white dried an
"I love you, Asshole.
(In spite of my gripes with your grips and spins--
'lust-induced,' you say--while I wave it off
in strokes of gold (zen and rage made))"
behind canvas sunsets inside.