https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1441-sometimes-i-wished-i-was-dead en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Thu, 11 Jun 2026 02:23:08 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8569-ten-torch-songs-to-the-city https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8569-ten-torch-songs-to-the-city   The drive down to the city is ten torch songs long, sitting shotgun singing baby sister's backseat blues.   Mother's bare skin; she's trouble steering toward her connection, hoping for a discount; in a tube top, red satin hot pants, pumping pedals in 5 inch platform heels.   Windows rolled down catching the last of asphalt's noon-trapped heat, evening smothered sticky black, my filthy bare feet hanging out to feel smog blowing twilight's breeze.   Left turn, The Cellar Door's parking lot, where mother disappears down stairs, ... more Celticlion Loom Mon, 12 May 2008 12:03:42 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8569 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8569 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8569