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Lorelei, A Bit Of Backstory

June 7, 2012 in Wordsmoker

In case you were wondering…  If not, no harsh on you, my friend. Sean was my best friend, and he lived next door to me in section eight housing, in Fuckno, Californication, back in the eighties. I bought some duds for the high school dance, where Lorelei would cause calamity…

I pulled up to the section eight housing development on Chestnut Street off of East McKinley near Dakota Avenue. This was my home.

You know, I was fucking poor. I was making my own cash money working at a biker bar, cleaning up broken teef, blood, spilled beer and used condoms each morning before school.

Lovely.

I went in and showed my new threads to my two little sisters. Galen, the older one who was dressed in a potato sack, clapped her hands and squeeled, “You will look like Johnny Fucking Rotten in that shit, yo!” Read the rest of this entry →

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Lorelei, The Trip Back Home, Part Two

June 1, 2012 in Wordsmoker

Joshua Trees

The early morning sun rose behind our escape pod and chased us through the gauntlet of angry men standing alongside the desert road back home, waving greenbacks over their heads.

Why would Joshua trees do such a thing? You will see, if you follow along this path.

A quiet song played loudly on the radio in the breeze as we rode along in the desert.

Lorelei was smiling at me, long legs sticking out the passenger side window, feet bobbing to the beat, lit cigarette between her lips, and green eyes slit open just enough to let me know that she was still alive, or aware, or around.

Joey had his hands, fingers and tongue all over Nolei in the back seat. They made quite a pair: one was hard-punk in leather and the other was silky in his smoking jacket. Read the rest of this entry →

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Lorelei and her Rocket Ticket To The Moon

May 20, 2012 in Wordsmoker

I parked my little spaceship behind a Joshua tree, facing the direction we would need to travel to get back into town, and powered her down, leaving the music playing softly.

Lorelei led me over to a sand dune and seated herself. The sand glowed with a blue tint from the moon overhead. It looked like snow in a Maine forest at midnight, except the pine trees had been in fist fights and come out burly with bulging biceps and lost most of their hair.

Joshua trees look like angry men waving fistfulls of greenbacks over their heads who have something important to tell you.

 

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Lorelei and her Rocket Ticket To The Moon

May 20, 2012 in Wordsmoker

I parked my little spaceship behind a Joshua tree, facing the direction we would need to travel to get back into town, and powered her down, leaving the music playing softly.

Lorelei led me over to a sand dune and seated herself. The sand glowed with a blue tint from the moon overhead. It looked like snow in a Maine forest at midnight, except the pine trees had been in fist fights and come out burly with bulging biceps and lost most of their hair.

Joshua trees look like angry men waving fistfulls of greenbacks over their heads who have something important to tell you.

 

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Lorelei and her Rocket Ticket To The Moon

May 20, 2012 in Wordsmoker

I parked my little spaceship behind a Joshua tree, facing the direction we would need to travel to get back into town, and powered her down, leaving the music playing softly.

Lorelei led me over to a sand dune and seated herself. The sand glowed with a blue tint from the moon overhead. It looked like snow in a Maine forest at midnight, except the pine trees had been in fist fights and come out burly with bulging biceps and lost most of their hair.

Joshua trees look like angry men waving fistfulls of greenbacks over their heads who have something important to tell you.

 

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