"This is my friend Lil" Keisha says when she introduces me"She's from vermont, Oregon, Califiornia, Texas, Florida, New york." we smile at each other. She's got these puffy circles under her eyes from the crack smoke or the HIV. I missed north philly like a hole in the head. Smells like crack smoke and vomit and philly cheese steaks. everytime i come here someone else...
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I forgot just what this felt like. Feels real.
The city is miles away now and its cold.
My pretty whores with slash marks on their faces who carry around pieces of their old lovers , I'll miss you.
should of sweat this all out in that hospital bed while i had the chance and me and Ms.Natasha would run to the bathroom to turn...
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The city is miles away now and its cold.
My pretty whores with slash marks on their faces who carry around pieces of their old lovers , I'll miss you.
should of sweat this all out in that hospital bed while i had the chance and me and Ms.Natasha would run to the bathroom to turn...
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scumbag:
hey bitch have fun in jail ill send you books i love you dont ever fucking question that
crookshark:
lily lily how're you did you meet up with twwly say hi and lick her stump for me. i'm still bummed i didnt' get to see you in nyc you crazy crazy bitch.
almost gone. almost done. i've got this disease down to a minimal. I'm not scared anymore and i don't need you to tell me how to live my life like you know mine with all the tangled edges and in between all lines that you could never understand. we are all just cells man, its too self absorbed now. tell me how you are doing....
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nobodaddy:
I'm gonna be in NY on Friday June 4 and I wanna feed sushi to a superhero. Will you still be free?
crookshark:
hi lily billy. what's shakin' bakin'? county jail with the yee haws and the howdy doodies? gotta learn to chew tabacky an' teeth picks and brew up some damn fine shine. then when you hit the great white north we can hotwire a car and head for the yukon gold. we'll use your shine as fuel and drink and we'll blow fire up this fucking cold country's ass. fuck, this government fucking GIVES you money every year if you live up there. we'll dig a snow hut and eat baby seals. i get to suck the eye balls though. they're a delicacy.
and sometimes you wake up, for real this time and you remember all those things you wanted to forget. here we are 11:37 am suicidal in nyc. bruises on your face from angry tricks. but you don't remember this story do you?
its not a story. its my life. fuck the poetry. i just can't talk without it.
Lily
its not a story. its my life. fuck the poetry. i just can't talk without it.
Lily
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anatdevice:
If you need help in NYC, drop a line.
This chemical imbalance makes me insane. what would we do without insanity? fuck your psycho analysis. i have to remind myself that pain is what keeps us alive. i found an angel on the dirty part of the sidewalk. he gave me so much that i'm afraid he's empty now. my muscles ache from poison leaking out. most are not strong enough to fight this...
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betsyjane:
Good luck I hope it works out okay. Jail is evil. I'm sorry you (and many people) have to go at all.
chazstrummer:
hope everything works out for you!!! 
slept under the bridge of east river park last night drunk on wine, cuddled up on my princess skye's shoulder watched the sun rise and talked about the old days, laughing about how my first impression of her she was chasing someone with a machete in the national forest in florida. days here are always chaos. the girls in my life are all broken butterflies...
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surlyclown:
You are a sharp, expressive, emotional writer...all wonderful traits. I wish you health and safety and happiness wherever you may find it. Take care.
lipservicejen:
one thing for sure, i have stopped trying to fix all things broken. people and things included.
sometimes i wish the balloons would heal the pain, they only ease it temporarily and then end up causing twice as much later. i'm keep banging my head on that same door though, hoping someday someone or something different would answer me.
always free.
thinking of you. come to dallas.
sometimes i wish the balloons would heal the pain, they only ease it temporarily and then end up causing twice as much later. i'm keep banging my head on that same door though, hoping someday someone or something different would answer me.
always free.
thinking of you. come to dallas.
Early morning, sleeping in an abandoned warehouse in brooklyn. Talk to me like something real, my fingers are peeling and decaying, giving birth to something new while something old lingers, lost shadows following me around. He said "You want to die like a rockstar and live like Jack Kerouac." Give me some coffee or a hit of crack cause its too early in the morning...
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mora:
hey, wanted to drop you a line... see how you were doing since you havent been around in a while. hope everything is alright. i emailed you my address a while ago for when you have to go back to texas and if you feel like writing, feel free to. i'd love to hear from you.
take care.
take care.
mamabunny:
Much Love to you, Lily of the Valley.
Much Love to you, Lily of the Valley.
I spent the last few days squatting in west philly and south, dancing in the ghetto. My road dog got his pack stolen by this crazy asshole trucker after we almost got arrested outside of atlanta for walking on the interstate (I hate the south). got to new york too late last night to find anyone and i slept on the sidewalk and got woken...
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tahliana:
Your living the life i can only dream of ATM... *dreaming of the gypsy life*. I envy you.
Baton rouge is a strange land. serial killers used to roam here silently looking for prey. Only pills can make me sleep in this state. spent all night rubbing the edges of my knife while some typical southern redneck trucker kept prepositioning me and i'm covered in dirt head to toe. watched the lot lizards creep around and shared cigarettes with them. watched alot of...
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caddi56:
sounds like a monday night out with me
I'm hitching it up north today with a very cool interesting road companion. say little prayers to the highway goddess to keep my ass safe from crazy truckers and perverts while i'm hitching it. I keep a little knife in my boot but the universe usually watches over me. I'll talk to ya'll when i get out of this godforsaken land. Highway ten all the...
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lipservicejen:
MEH. keep that knife closer than your boot girl... trust me on that.
and again, lmk if you need anything while in dallas.
and again, lmk if you need anything while in dallas.
soma__:
where are you hiking too? hope you have a good pair of shoes and I'll definitely pray for your safety. let the stars guide you. take care plllllease.
I'm going back to new york in a few days.
i have to be back here in six weeks to go to trial. isn't that funny? they are having a big trial for little me. thats hot.
And then this MAGIC happened and i got my home back. I'll be glad to leave here although i have to come back.
Love, Lily
i have to be back here in six weeks to go to trial. isn't that funny? they are having a big trial for little me. thats hot.
And then this MAGIC happened and i got my home back. I'll be glad to leave here although i have to come back.
Love, Lily
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xtx:
Magic is infused into everything, isn't it? It's all about trying to find a balance between the darkness and the light as we dance in the shadows. Perhaps our paths will cross in New York; best of luck to you, Lily.
Alexander
Alexander
voltaire:
dude, did you get your van back? that would be kick ass for you... good luck in NY...
maybe I'll come bug you in texass when you get back...
maybe I'll come bug you in texass when you get back...
im sorry, thats all i can say. after i went to jail i changed everything in my life to never have to go back again, and i was barely there. at least, comparatively. go ahead, brave girl. from these notes, there's obviously lots of love out here for you.
sometimes its not what weve done, or even remember. its a tough life, but a prettier one outside, for sure. take care.
Do you like chocolate?