A must-see for Janis Joplin fans, as well as those who are not familiar with this 1960 star’s signature work in the blues and rock and roll. Joplin’s unique voice, which embodies pain and unrequited love, is a reflection of a childhood filled with disappointment and trauma, primarily due to her looks. We are reminded that even when someone comes from a good family, it can be the outside forces that do so much damage. Though charismatic and powerful onstage, Janis Joplin always seems to end up alone. Part of this is due to her drug addiction, but here we learn she was able to clean herself a few times. After singing “Me and Bobby McGee,” Joplin was just beginning an exciting turning point in her life when she died in her sleep at 27. Sadly, her last hit turned out to be a drug overdose.
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Spam Lookalike
Freddy is excited about lunch because he gets to try Spam for the first time. His mom told him she would serve it sometime this week and it is the end of the week, so he thinks today must be the day. He runs downstairs toward the dining room. As usual, he doesn’t wear his eyeglasses because they’re uncomfortable. But his myopic vision discerns a plate sitting on the dining table, which isn’t set but they’re an informal family. The closer he gets to the table, the better he is able to make out a pinkish, rectangular shaped piece of meat in the plate. Eagerly, he picks it up and bites down, but the texture is rubbery and the taste isn’t anything he’s ever had before.
“Dumbo!” Freddy turns around to the sound of his sister’s laughing.
“You’re eating my phone case. I left it there to soak in baking soda to get the stains off. Now, you put your teeth marks on it.” His sister charges over to him and grabs her case from his hands.
“Next time, wear your glasses, so you can see what you’re doing,” she says, as she walks away with her phone case and a faint smile.
Moving
Hidden in closets
Now revealed for what they are
They’re just taking space.
The New Pause
Intermittent sleep
Cat nap to stay up all night
A new desktop mode
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The Fiend
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In a neighborhood not far from the city lives an elusive creature that few suspect is not human. Origin unknown and equally mysterious in how it sustains itself, the creature is looking outside, hiding behind the folds of the stained drapes that pepper the air with dust when moved even in the slightest way. The creature sees skipping down the sidewalk a little boy, who pauses in front of its house and picks up a pebble. The creature stays still. It rasps what sounds like “fiend” when the boy throws the small rock toward the creature’s shelter.
So Many Ways
Pardon my tardiness,
I wish you much happiness
O, dear Daddy.
So, please allow me to wish thee:
Happy Dude-Dad Day
Happy Doo-Da Day
Happy Pappy’s Day
Happy Father’s Day!
Escapism
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Flights of fantasy
Anywhere but where I am
Just take me away.
Memories
Image by Hymn
Vaulted chronicles
Recalled for better or worse
Till death do us part.
A Bridge No More
Image by Blogetta
A chance meeting at an acquaintance’s party led to them becoming significant to each other. The words “I love you” had been exchanged. Just as Alison thought their relationship was going to be more than a flash romance, Brian blindsided her by breaking up at a time when she needed someone most. Alison wept until she felt empty and numb.
After three months, she still felt melancholy so she called him. “I miss you. I miss our walks along the bridge. Our weekends together. Please come over. I need to talk to you.”
“What took so long for you to call? I missed you too,” Brian admitted. He went to see her. They talked into the night, sleeping platonically with each other. As she began to doze off, Alison couldn’t help but feel they weren’t so compatible after all.
The next day Alison felt resolved and accepted the breakup. They parted ways amicably. Weeks later, Brian started texting Alison, making overtures to meet with her again. At first, Alison felt upset for she thought she had put things to rest, but he managed to engage her. They communicated almost daily via their smartphones. A reconciliation appeared to be in the making.
One night, a slightly intoxicated Alison called Brian to pick her up from a party. Upon reaching her apartment, her tongue gave way to a stream of words that produced tears from both of them. Phrases such as “This will never work” were tossed several times at a decibel level meant to cause pain. Suddenly, Alison collapsed in bed, partially from exhaustion and partially from alcohol she had consumed earlier at the party.
Once more they bade each other farewell. This time it looked to be final.
Me and the Pokey Pigs (Version 1)
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The two long-time friends were just chillin’. Not a worry in the world. They were pig-headed about that. Once they set their minds to lounge, then lounge they would. They didn’t see any reason to run when the rangy man walked toward them with a hammer. Now they find themselves grillin’ on a hot bed.
Flash forward to a day at the park. This is the life. A sunny day and the sweet smell of charcoal wafting through the air. Just hangin’ out with a bangin’ crowd. A great summer start.
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Me and Mr. Pokey Pig (Version 2: a six-word story)
Just chillin’; this is the life.
Karina Pinella 
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