November 2008
1 post
anno machina
Anno Machina
The lights over Adam’s head drowned his eyes in a sea of white. Adam’s resting place in the brightly lit laboratory was cold and smooth. A sprawling mass of legs, arms, head, and torso, he suddenly became very aware of his own body and the unity of all its parts. He told his arm to move and it responded by slowly waving its attached hand in front of his face.
Adam’s muscles had not...
October 2008
6 posts
i let go of your hand somewhere between
love and what it demands
of me
yep. give us courage
The Legendz of Zlam (Long Edition)
Hey…it’s Jordan. After weeks of inficting mental and physical distress on Brett, he’s agreed to give me the password to this thing. Actually, I didn’t know this existed and had never used a tumbl(e)r page before today. Oh well. Anywayz here’s the long addition Legend of Zlam: The Story of the Band that Got Together and Played Music. It will be eventually shortened to...
Hello
My name is Daniel. I wrote this song freshman year of college. It’s for my other band Carmine Sidecar. Enjoy it. I’ll be sure to post more here. Thanks for reading ya’ll. And thanks Brett for making this.
And I’d love if you read it and then told me if you can understand what it’s about.
When you make it casual
You deny the fact that it’s...
a note about the story
this is the way i passed it out in class so even though i have already found a few embarassing mistakes, i shall leave it as is. i want to bring you into my world, man. anyways i also apologize for the swears. i would try to justify with something that sounds pretentious but to be honest i could not think of a way to make the characters sound real without using a few cuss words. ALSO i like the...
Would have been a good man if it had been someone...
He started out as a reserved, sheepish man, but once the syllabus had been thoroughly explained four times and the finer points of TRACS had been touched, he wouldn’t shut up. The clock on the wall is my only real friend in this class. We become better acquainted as class progresses. An hour and I’ll be out. The last thing I care about is the domestication of squash in Ecuador (which happened in...