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The 'List: 1977
Hello one and all. Like the Tony Manero (John Travolta) character from Saturday Night Fever, I grew up in Brooklyn, NY and while my recollection is pretty fuzzy at this point, I do remember going to the supermarket on Thursdays with my mom to buy groceries. I remember going to kindergarten at a local head start nearby. I remember my mother casually announcing that I had a baby sister on the way and I do remember sitting in front of the television enjoying everything from The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries, The Six-Million Dollar Man, The Donny & Marie Show, The Captain & Tennille Show and wall-to-wall segments regarding the soon-to-be-blockbuster smash, George Lucas' seminal space-opera, Star Wars.
By Carlos Gonzalez8 years ago in Beat
Butterflies
There are so many butterflies in me. Their colour will determine the kind of person I’ll be, Their wingspan the intensity of their emotion.
By Samuel Northover8 years ago in Poets
Not Another Teenage Movie
Not Another 80s Teenage Movie I am Independent, Down-to-earth, “Smart” Girl hopelessly in love With Jock Who Possesses a Brain.
By Idalis Wood8 years ago in Poets
Inside
What comes before the storm? A greatness scorned, sworn under distress, however, potential to perform. An eye within the center, staring violently as maelstroms surround you, attacking viciously like a flock of angry crows protecting their newborn.
By Mikey McCarns8 years ago in Poets
Ray Milland Dials M for Murder Without Messing His Suit or Moving a Hair out of Place
There was a time when murder and infidelity was civilized and didn’t require a lot of blood splatter to get the point across. Alfred Hitchcock can definitely remind if you choose in Dial M for Murder.
By Rich Monetti8 years ago in Geeks
Time
Your time is up, it’s over now. You lost what you had if any all. It’s okay to be afraid to fall. He said "I'll be there to catch you," it wasn't a lie.
By Emily Valdez8 years ago in Poets
I Need to Lose Myself
I always get lost, I am always looking for the girl I used to be. I think it's because I always hope for more of me than I should, and it sounds weird, but I let myself down. And that made me wanna be another person.
By Gabriela Manrique🌌8 years ago in Poets
The Beau Idéal
Scarlet-tangerine abound the light of perfection, grasp me and my distractable attention, authoring I to let myself fly freely from whim and affliction.
By S R Gurney8 years ago in Poets