"Love, is a Bloody Razor BladeLove came like fire from aboveand disappeared like a wet dream,underneath a leaky kitchen sinkFor weeks it went drip, drip, drip…until it could be, eventually fixedIt took..."
- Phil Volatile
"He was tiredof being calleda fag and teasedfor his sexualityby one of the guards,so he tried to hanghimself, twiceThe kid got a littlecloser the secondtime, but I won’t bearound to see athird"
"We should’ve thrown fucking riots the first time they had us ring up and bag our owngroceries"
"I can remember whendelusions of grandeur entailed wanting tobe a rock star, movie star,a millionaire; to make itas a writer—now it seems that it’sto want to earn adecent living"
"When I was achild my worldwasn’t blackand white,it was grey,until I gotbeat upenough timesto realizemy skin wasbeige, anddifferent"
"Some days I’mtrying to forcea smile sohard it feelslike I mightshit my pants"
"Because any guilt the sizeof a speck of dust, or shame,can crush even the best of men,in mountains of weight"
"We aim to bemen who’ll makeour mothers proud,but we end upmaking them cry,and are onlyslightly betterthan our fathers,at best"
"Too many codeine pills,Too many nights of cold chillsToo many weak-handed dealsToo many lives, the addict steals"
"I traded in myfreedom fora needy, whinyand defiantfour-year-old,a junky girlfriend,and a relationshipriddled withsomeone else’sproblemsNow, I stareout of openwindows likea wild mustangcraving openfiel..."