Saturday, September 21, 2013

Cotangents*of Yevgeny

One of my poems has been published on a site! 
Cotangents of Yevgeny
-a teenage love story
Johanna Salinas

Part 1

Dec. 20, 2012

“I hope the apocalypse
will be as pretty as you!”
Yevgeny shouts
as he forgets
himself into the
brown ankle deep puddle
he insists is a pond.

His Queen, Yudina, blushes
a rosy bouquet as
her virginal
heart snaps
this moment into
her Memory Museum.

Please Yevgeny, please
don’t break her virginal
heart.  Dang it!

Get yourself out
of the mud and
into her love!

Do it now
before she realizes
what a total loser you are.
Do it now
before the earth caves in
with the stars.



Part 2

Dec. 21, 2012

“Welcome to the nightmare!”
Yevgeny sang as he
hid from the future
under a pile of dead leaves,

but lost himself
in the darkness
of a vacuum
of beautiful things.

Dec. 22, 2012

“I dreamed
we were dead,”
Yudina breathed.
“And I remember being so happy.”

Part 3

A Letter to Yevgeny From His Queen

Dear Goofball,                                                                                                                     

Somewhere in heaven,
an angel must be fainting from madness
because I made a wish
on the constellation
of pimples below your eyes.
Because tossing well-earned money
down a well
just isn’t enough
to contain my adoration of YOU.
Killing those dumb dinosaurs
couldn’t have said it more.

Streets graffiti me with neon and traffic
but all I know is you.  
All I see is your silvery surprised blink
as I dance along to the parade song
stuck in your head.

Somewhere a village is being deprived
 of an idiot because

I wished for you.

 
*the opposite of a tangent 

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Thursday, July 25, 2013

Jump to Fall

Originally Posted Here
I drown myself in cliche 
pop songs 
telling me "I'm original" and 
"I'm [fucking] unique." 
Assholes. Closeted twinks. 
They don't know 
my tedious ways and 
dull style.

Thanks for leaving.
Thanks for proving me right.
Funny how you still hurt me
even when you're gone. 
I am being buttfucked
by a ghost!
I am being torn in half! 

The leaves tell me
to stop forcing love
and to just fall naturally.
But what the fuck do they know?
They just sit around 
and watch others live, 
watch others pass by.
They don't know
how to feel.
They just sit
and stare 
and die.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

I'm through with cheesey cliches.

Here's a book review I wrote about a cliche romance.

http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/660149700

I've nothing against romance, but cliche is getting annoying.


Tuesday, July 2, 2013

A song for me

I asked an online friend to write a song for me and here it is.

Saturday, June 29, 2013

A song for me :)

http://a-voice-at-the-end-of-the-line.tumblr.com/post/54175419015/i-got-asked-to-write-a-song-that-was-like-a-story

I asked a stranger to write a song for me and here it is.  I'll try to post it on YouTube.
:)