the king of hearts is the only king in the deck without a mustache
love young.

tell me where the clay colored rocks sleep

and when the bough breaks
we'll make sailboats from our bones
set fire to our skin
and burn our way home





anyone have anything spilling from their heads yet?
-alyssa

local slams

We just had our first of the quarter - solid turn out - new faces on the mic - and new poems from myself and bryan from the UCSC team

a kid who just started reading this year got 3rd for the first time

had the line "baby, you're like caffeine, you keep me up all night" 

and the line "when the sphinx asks me a riddle, I'll give her a nose"

how are all of your local slams/open mics/events going?

unlocking a quark

so i guess this is my attempt at trying to connect us all with the poetry that made us a little dizzy last week.

is anyone else's head still spinning?

right now i'm working on developing film and getting video up of the competition/making a film of outtakes. they will be up here soon enough.

feel free to post any poetry/photographs/film/thoughts on quantum mechanics and the plight of human existence.

i say we all meet halfway this summer.
or you guys can come to new paltz
there is tons of floor space and plenty of hippies to go around

tell me something good, my poetic bandits

-alyssa