Pages tagged with 1959

speaking to creativity~relative to diminished capacity~specifically sight & sound~one is afforded a unique opportunity~to see & hear perceptively what others don't~of necessity to make it a bit of one’s own~speaking to survival~relative to the above noted diminished capacities~one ...
~that way-down place where fear is born~a parasite gnawing at your bowels~places to go & things to do~behaviors to learn & practice~whether you like it or not poor boy~you tough it out with the other prisoners~but guards teachers administrators~big shots all they demand respect~in the...
~I believed in angels when I was a boy~male angels & female angels~in the flesh with wings of kindness~nice folks who did a lot of suffering on their own~none of the angels I met could save me~they were tragic & could barely save themselves~what they did is save me from myself~taught ...
~Jackie took stuff from people~Daddy accused him of being a born thief~I don’t believe any of us are a born anything~you get your ass kicked enough~go hungry suffer forget about hope~or never learn it in the first place~that’s what you are if you manage to stay alive~let somebody...
~thirty years later~I took a friend looking for ‘gone fishing’~a song by bing crosby~the man’s dad had died~he wanted to play the song at his funeral~went to have a drink at the bar~sat there with his motorcycle friends~they took us outside & made a human circle~around us & told...
~punishment for getting caught~rarely equals the value of booty~jackie never seemed to get that~I suppose the joy of the score~getting’ over on ‘em once in a while~that made it all worth it to him~like setting things on fire~just to watch ‘em burn~you got the inside information~...
~never have had much use for cops~judges badges guns & lawyer types~they throw you out~kick you when you’re down~try to get that protect & serve thing~with your wrists manacled~sittin’ in the back seat with no door handles~right is always on their side~all consideration as to who ...
ain’t got no place to go~I’m just a ten-year-old kid~wondering about stabbing myself in the bellybutton~like those Chinese ninja guys~I lie about god~I ain’t saved~poor folk don’t get saved~they get used~back stabbed~double crossed~I understand kids that kill their parents~kid...
~a twenty dollar bill~mirrored accomplice~brittle victory~pick ‘em up & lay ‘em down~running away~gimme a smoke & a double shot~give the kid a coke~walking back~I am a western man~a badass smokin’ gun~we gotta get outa here~find some money~a cannon~twenty dollar bill~learn ‘em...
~take a sneak peek~poke your eyes around the corner~ice picks & thumb screws~devil gonna getcha boy~bleeding marble eyes~c’mon be a witness~ya got trust issues man~better deal with that~what the hell’s the matter with you~sucker punch~
~is there anyone hasn’t been embarrassed by parents~made to wish they were somewhere else~someone else anyone else~things you laugh about when you grow up~talk to them about until they’re gone~then miss them every time you think about it~you realize at times they were killing them...
~I remember the poor man laughing~the fat lady singing~a blind man dancing~a one-legged woman playing violin~the kid in the tenement with the dirty eye~shot by a bb gun~pupil dripping away~good & bad~we were like that~we are like that~
~we were aware we were white trash~that being white trash was not a good thing~we weren’t insulted by being told so~it’s all we had ever heard~& so it was but we were hungry~desperate to be alive~certainly not good enough~damned sure angry soon enough~my brother & me~
~poor folks consider doing things others can’t imagine~Momma thought about selling Lily~so she might have a better future~a random chance at normality~whatever that is~my brothers & I met some colored folk~they believed they could talk to god & so did we~they encouraged me to sing~
~my maternal grandfather had a heart attack~died in the driveway~laying on the cement underneath his truck~his father stood on a chair he set on the table~tied a stout rope to the chandelier then around his throat~he pulled his pistol out of his back pocket~blew his brains out & was d...
The article describes the biggest hit bollywood films of 1959.
Staying with grandparents, nine-year-old Timmy defies grandmother’s orders. He receives a scolding & her hand on his back side. He turns his back on her, just walks away.
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