junk1

junk1
Location
Narragansett, USA
Birthday
May 13
Title
May I Interest You in a Story?
Company
confined to the lonesome
Bio
Fooled around and fell in love 2 girls in their 20s, and an autistic son who is 23 y.o. We have too many pets to count and believe that a sense of humor helps to win the battles that this life presents. I hope to spiel my crazy self onto these pages before the poison peaks. Oh yeah, my husband never stops talking.. All the lonely people, where do they all come from. All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

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This is a repost that I think is appropriate given the few posts I've seen in the last week or so, about the homeless and their plight. It especially goes out to Mical and Sir James Emmerling, Arthur James, and Alexis James, all of whom seem to know the circumstances allRead full post »

OCTOBER 4, 2009 10:14PM

I Feel You Fighting for Your Life

 
Your calls come to me with more and more urgency
single malt carries on any frequency.
dark or light
peace or fight
I hear you.
Because my sadness is complete
I know this journey can't be
So I pray to you
My patron saint of
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OCTOBER 2, 2009 10:50AM

Thomas III

 
Silent ocean stones
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surround an eternity 
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of seaweed and sand.   
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SEPTEMBER 26, 2009 9:44PM

Shadows and Lights, Seeing is Believing

 
 
Now, things were finally becoming more clear. Answers were, for the most part, becoming evident  when she considered the circumstances.
 
For some months previous, she had experienced movements seen only from the corner of her eye. No matter how quick her responses to blink
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" From my friend Leigh Bailey: " No one should die because they cannot afford health care, and no one should go broke because they get sick. If you agree, please post this as your status for the rest of the day." Any questions?

AUGUST 29, 2009 9:05PM

me and my monster's lullaby

10 years old.. 

Just released to free fall from dreamspeed  by...what?

Fingers...

feeling my face,

touching my lips,

brushing back my hair.

Calloused hands that smell of men's  perfume and cigarettes.                        Read full post »

 

My mother's grandparents were officially her caretakers, and my mother grew up in  secure surroundings; doing well in school and the Baptist Church in which she seemed to enjoy participating.
 
But  when she was 14, her hormones had already gone into overdrive, and it was a real… Read full post »
AUGUST 11, 2009 8:07PM

To my "Mean" Mother (on her birthday)

My mother... Hmm... This is a tough one;of course it needs to be said and done, so I can move along in my life, become the mature, happy woman that I was destined to be some 50+ years ago.

The rub here is that I've chosen YOU to do this with me.… Read full post »

AUGUST 5, 2009 6:39AM

Whenever you are ready, I am here

You sought solace in

arms that did not reach,

                                                  m_9ca122d8d98446433e93c6e8d97ee81d[2]

truth in golden sundowns' honesty spoken in full moon howls.

 

&nb… Read full post »

AUGUST 1, 2009 5:42PM

My Baby Girl, I Need To Know

 
I never knew...
Even long after the Holy Mother Tattoo
That I had once 
been a Queen 
To You.
 
I could never name...
The choices that I'd thought you'd made
I couldn't see
My Special Girl
was a baby.
 
My baby, My Ghost Baby
Never playedRead full post »
JULY 30, 2009 8:48PM

sexkui Thursday

Deflowered, deveined.
 In the uncertainty of
love or sex, again.
 
 
 
 
 

 This post was inspired in part by squirrel's post about the regulars that frequent his restaurant (http://open.salon.com/blog/the_squirrel/2009/07/10/regulars_that_are_no_longer)

I got to thinking about the different personalities I have met in my lifetime, particularly one group,  that waRead full post »


 
If you've read Part 1 of this blog, you'll know that I've had ulcers on my feet and ankles for the better part of 6 years. The pain has been "exquisite", sunshine has become an adversary, and I'm on a first name basis with my doctor, been invited toRead full post »
 
I haven't had a drink in 2212 days. That's a little over 6 years. I went in the hospital for the detox, and found myself in ICU, 13 days later, thank you very much! Another 3 days on a regular floor and *poof*, I was mind melded home, not quiteRead full post »
JULY 4, 2009 6:01PM

writing

 

What is it that so intrigues us about other writers' habits? I think that subconsciously I believe that there is a secret combination to success; if I can do exactly what that writer does, then I will find the prize. 

But what is the prize? Do we ever feelRead full post »

JUNE 20, 2009 9:38PM

Don't be afraid, it's just me

                              An emotional cripple

                 &nbRead full post »

JUNE 12, 2009 8:12AM

Blindsided

 

 Sixteen days have passed since I last wrote about Em. Sixteen days of tears, hugs, determination, and of course LOVE (whether it's enough or not, it's always there.) She has one month sober!!! YAY! She also has been dx'd with alcoholic hepatitis, enlarged liver and spleen, and early cirr… Read full post »

MAY 24, 2009 10:28PM

em is home and hurting

Here comes the hard  head stuff, the hurt heart stuff. The natives beat their lonely drums, a message that asks :can you do this?"

And I don't know. Can anyone? I have to try

I don't know if I can do this, but she's back;tired and sick and

Skinny,… Read full post »

MAY 18, 2009 9:50PM

Here Comes Daddy Long Legs

My big brother, Bill was seven years older than I was. I was scared to death of  him, because he hated me. He told me all the time that he hated me. Every chance he got,  especially when our parents were out and he was in charge of me. This was … Read full post »

MAY 10, 2009 11:21AM

Healing Memories

This an edited repost from Jan. 24, 2009
 
She falls into her mother's arms,
Shaking and weakened
with a sadness so profound,
She feels physically beaten.
The comfort is instantly calming.
A radiating, enveloping warmth, massaging her body and soul. 
Consoling, nurturing noises whispered inRead full post »
APRIL 30, 2009 2:59PM

2truths 1 lie

*Stifling yawn* "It's not the company, it's the hour."

I put on little strip tease for the neighborhood kids when I was 5 y.o.

My mother used to look for worms in my butt with a flashlight when it was dark

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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APRIL 26, 2009 1:50PM

The Homeless Are Lonely

Her lonely is the blackest black;

I see it crawl out of her pores,

around her mouth. 

Her hands in claws, rising

Shading her face

"hab nee change mami?" reaching for me

                    &n… Read full post »

APRIL 11, 2009 2:24PM

Payback is a Bitch Named Me

To all of you who might be interested, I am posting this as an epilogue to the post about my daughter, Em.  If you remember, she went happily off to Florida with her newest  societal outcast, who has more issues than The Old Farmer's Almanac. His mental illness is nothing to… Read full post »
APRIL 9, 2009 8:46AM

Dirty Haiku Thursday

 

You enter slowly.

Surprised by size , I cry out;

Viagra, it's true!

 

 

The heat of your breath

Moist on the top of my thigh

Whiskers are tickling 

 

 

You ride me without

Apologies; and retort,

"Make up sex is best!" Read full post »

Dear Lorraine,

This a letter that needs to be written, not in a comment form, where I was going to put it. But in this plea-blogging form. 

First off Lorraine, I haven't known you very long, and some would say I don't really know you at all, but I DO know… Read full post »