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Food Service
Beer Garden
TODAY
Featuring:
CROW
4-7 p.m. in the
Dining Room
Budweiser on tap:
Pitchers of Beer $2.50, Cups .75c
Burritos 50c, Corn Dogs 50c
Join the coffee achievers of America
Hold on tight to your dream
one night, she sat under her blue quilt in the
chair with the
TV on and the sound off and the rock’n’roll sta
tion on the FM
dial screaming out Slick Black Cadillac and
drank a glass of water
every Fifteen minutes
saw the little girls on the screen
surfer golden hunks of California mean sweating
in the sun
the Jhirmak angel, the L’Oreal angel, the Chanel
No. 5 angel,
the Helena Rubenstein angel, the Esprit angel,
the black leather
angel
the roscy red wet lips of the speakers
fold out and pulse and twitch convulsively like
cunt
screaming out teeth broken sticks fingernails
rings crashing
waves of vibrations
coming to you live
head games including Last One Back In The
Womb Is A Rotten Egg
parental discretion advised to watch
two boys fall in love with each other
(but they didn’t even show anything, no tongues
or anal coitus
or even a flamboyant shirt)
when was the Two Girls Fall In Love movie
coming out?
(of the closet)
she wore a button on her lapel that read Closet
Decadent
thought (too much, she thought) about the
dreams that had
always promised to eventually manifest
themselves
Someday I'll_be a_go to_
just watch the commercials
today, it was the preppy look
the demeanor of quiet grace and intelligence that
somehow seemed
to be a prerequisite (her life was one big prere
quisite fulfillment
never once believing she’d pass the test to get
into the course
at the 400 level)
wanting to try truth
in astronomy and puppies
a baby on the screen
in a plastic box with its eyes bandaged
when would her babies grow? when would she
bake bread and plant
flowers and sterilize bottles? would she ten years
into the
future, be watching "That's Entertainment" on
a black'n’white TV
a black'n'white pinafored Judy Garland lip
synching Sunday
Bloody Sunday?
would she be baking brewer's yeast bread and
growing babies
in sunshine with womyn lovers
hoping that someone would get her message in
the bottle
that read “fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh-fruh"
washing up on the shore, eyes swimming over
typewriter paper
over a half finished manuscript
while a half quart of milk and a half empty can
of spinach
sat molding in the refrigerator
spinning over and over in her saline.
Writing the story that was begging her to write
it
hold on to her desires, her ambitions
it could happen if she wanted it bad enough
she had passion, desire, the unfulfilled craving
wish
a mild curiosity, an open mouth wanting to be
filled with the
sweat of ice cream love
a golden-curled, black lipped Rita
come on. Cary, just fuck her
let 'em wonder
she laughed, her head tilted back
oh the gram was hitting now and the revolution
reverbed
tipping its hat. picking up its guitar to play
she felt the salty sweat run down off her
forehead into
her mouth sugary with iced tea
ectoplasmically diffusing into a future where
Fred Astaire danced with coat racks
(real talent there, Fred)
the fascination of crawling onto ceilings
(dont you feel a little silly Fred? a grown man,
really)
Esther Williams spiraling around with Tom and
Jerry
made her want a new drug
one that wont make me siek my mouth too dry
my eyes too red
JUDY WAS STILL ON
she had better learn how to enjoy being alone
because the future teemed with solitude
Bing was working for the weekend
James was standing in the middle ot life
with his hands behind me
one, two, three, four
Maurice sang every breath you take
and she (ooh and it makes me) wondered
what if she was beautiful and still no one found
her
attractive? (oh this one-sided war waged in th
name of
beauty 199 999 999:1)
against the beast of the future, pulling the quilt
over her eyes
she vaporized the tears with her blowdryer and
the I'V and the stereo steaming, oozing, melted
and she silently sank
into the
night
by Lori Stephens
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STUCK AT SCHOOL
THIS WEEKEND!
Weekend Special
at the Fishbowl Deli:
(See)
Cup of Soup with the
purchase of any Deli
Sandwich!
Don't Forget the Fishbowl is
still a great place for soft
drinks, coffee, pastries,
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J