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"An Art Gallery in Soho" Walking along Hands in the air Laughing out loud Just look at our hair We’re movie stars We’re creative beings We’re wonderful And we’ve got wings Picture perfect In every way No matter what The critics say. 11.7.19 11 pm thu bb.
She carried me over on a wild gust Of dead brown leaves and desert dust She handed me off to higher powers And doused me in her dirty smelling rain showers The ebb and flow of who you are and what you know Seem to fade away As soon as tomorrow is... Continue Reading →
"Call Waiting" By Brian Bolding 8/6/19 // Dad, I tried to call you last night Did you hear the phone ring? I just wanted to hear your voice Were you listening? Dad, I was waiting for you To give me that phone call To tell me all about your latest great big fall...... Continue Reading →
Another Space for Someone New I know I need Another space for someone new But how can I Go on when I’m without you I know I need Another face or new hairdo But how can I Even get up out of bed Even get up out of bed When the world is spinning... Continue Reading →
First off... Happy New Year! I know that gets old, but I really mean it. I wish everyone a happy new year. I promise I won't ask you about resolutions. I don't really 'do' resolutions, but instead, I use new years to reflect back upon the year and make sure I've learned my lessons and... Continue Reading →
I've been meaning to write about my Cabo trip for the longest... my apologies for taking so long in doing so! I've just been busy with work and school, sick, and enjoying time with my boyfriend as often as we can in between everything. It's been difficult to keep up my blog on a daily,... Continue Reading →
Retro Poetry Intro: This poem appeared fourteen years ago in my personal poetry book #72, "1920's Love Songs (Or, Fuck It Sweetie)" Jan-Apr 2004. Obviously, I was a little tired of dating the same pieces of crap that I had come across in the 11 years I had dated prior to this. Enjoy! FIX-A-FLAT BOYFRIEND.... Continue Reading →
The following poem was written on March 1, 2013 and appeared in my personal poetry book "Monsoony" (Sep 12-Mar 13) * * * * standing on a snowy hill looking over the universe or Albuquerque, if you will; and I'm feeling a little damaged but its suddenly okay because i remember its simply my... Continue Reading →
Retro Poetry Intro: I wrote the following poem at the age of 15 for Poetry Book #6 - March 1991 - "Departure." At the time I was suffering with testicular cancer and was also coming to grips with my hidden, secret sexuality. I also hadn't been to regular school in a while and was missing... Continue Reading →
(This poem was originally written on October 3, 2001 and was published in the final Nov/Dec 2001 issue of my zine, 'Pop Art Trash') once again, life has got her ragged little claws in me. need I bother to ask for sym- pathy? I’m lost, rotten to the very base, I rest my case.... Continue Reading →
Ballistik Coffee Boy. 