Beyonce - Beyonce Interlude

Future - Throw Away

En Vogue - Don’t Let Go

10cc - I'm Not In Love

Dolly Parton - Jolene (33 rpm)

Beyonce - Dangerously In Love 2

Hole - Doll Parts

Nancy Sinatra - Bang, Bang

Marvin Gaye - If I Should Die Tonight

Kanye West - Guilt Trip

Trick Daddy - Nann (ft. Trina)

Shai - If I Ever Fall In Love (Acapella)

Patsy Cline - Crazy

Alberta Hunter - I Love You Too Much/Ich Hob Dich Tzufil Lieb

When we met he had a mustache he was too young for and a mousy girlfriend.
After they broke up, we began to date.
We moved in together.

The anxiety worsened when we had our second year anniversary.
“How long are we going to keep this up,” was a thought.
Some days I didn’t like to think of the idea of us having sex, other days I was desperate for his attention.
The idea of him with another woman enraged me.
One evening after three days of not speaking we had sex.
Afterwards we held each other and he said the thought I had.
“Lets never break up, look how in love we are, we can be this way forever.”
We had sex again.

I didn’t want to make a poetic statement but the event occurred on Valentine’s Day because he bought me a Miyamoto Higonokami pocket knife.
I asked for it months ago.
I ordered us pizza.
We ate then we had sex.
Afterwards I told him sex felt like a clean slate. It was the feeling of blankness.
Only when it was over did I feel dirty.
He smiled then I stabbed him.

"oh antic God
return to me
my mother in her thirties
leaned across the front porch
the huge pillow of her breasts
pressing against the rail
summoning me in for bed.

I am almost the dead woman’s age times two.

I can barely recall her song
the scent of her hands
though her wild hair scratches my dreams
at night. return to me, oh Lord of then
and now, my mother’s calling,
her young voice humming my name."

- oh antic God by Lucille Clifton

"The rain set early in to-night,

The sullen wind was soon awake,

It tore the elm-tops down for spite,

And did its worst to vex the lake:

I listened with heart fit to break.

When glided in Porphyria; straight

She shut the cold out and the storm,

And kneeled and made the cheerless grate

Blaze up, and all the cottage warm;

Which done, she rose, and from her form

Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl,

And laid her soiled gloves by, untied

Her hat and let the damp hair fall,

And, last, she sat down by my side

And called me. When no voice replied,

She put my arm about her waist,

And made her smooth white shoulder bare,

And all her yellow hair displaced,

And, stooping, made my cheek lie there,

And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair,

Murmuring how she loved me — she

Too weak, for all her heart's endeavour,

To set its struggling passion free

From pride, and vainer ties dissever,

And give herself to me for ever.

But passion sometimes would prevail,

Nor could to-night's gay feast restrain

A sudden thought of one so pale

For love of her, and all in vain:

So, she was come through wind and rain.

Be sure I looked up at her eyes

Happy and proud; at last I knew

Porphyria worshipped me; surprise

Made my heart swell, and still it grew

While I debated what to do.

That moment she was mine, mine, fair,

Perfectly pure and good: I found

A thing to do, and all her hair

In one long yellow string I wound

Three times her little throat around,

And strangled her. No pain felt she;

I am quite sure she felt no pain.

As a shut bud that holds a bee,

I warily oped her lids: again

Laughed the blue eyes without a stain.

And I untightened next the tress

About her neck; her cheek once more

Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss:

I propped her head up as before,

Only, this time my shoulder bore

Her head, which droops upon it still:

The smiling rosy little head,

So glad it has its utmost will,

That all it scorned at once is fled,

And I, its love, am gained instead!

Porphyria's love: she guessed not how

Her darling one wish would be heard.

And thus we sit together now,

And all night long we have not stirred,

And yet God has not said a word!"

- Porphyria’s Lover by Robert Browning