Showing posts with label saint petersburg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label saint petersburg. Show all posts

Saturday, February 8, 2014

MORE MAIL-ART I've sent

Birchwood 80
Saint
Petersburg,
FLA

Fire Works
&
Pecans
Interstate 95
@
Saint
Augustine,
FLA
and the
Statue of Liberty

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

MORE MAIL-ART I've Sent

"Cuppa Joe
with a C"
photo taken at the
Central Coffee Shoppe,
Saint Petersburg,
FLA

"FREEDOM"
photo taken at
Coney Island Restaurant
Saint Petersburg,
FLA.

"Are You Planning
A Ranch Type Home?"
1950 Magazine Ad
&
photo taken in
New York,
New York.
 


Saturday, December 28, 2013

diners

east greenbush diner,
east greenbush,
new york

coney island hotdogs,
saint Petersburg,
florida

central coffee shoppe,
saint Petersburg,
florida

central coffee shoppe,
saint Petersburg,
florida

Katrina's café,
Pinellas park,
florida

bunn's bar-b-que,
Windsor,
north carolina

Wednesday, July 10, 2013

MORE MAIL-ART I've sent

saint petersburg,
florida

MONICA

(Dan Bern)

I remember Monica
At the US Open
She might have been sixteen
Couldn't have been much more
Answering some questions and giggling
I'd never seen
Someone so alive on TV before


Do you remember Monica
shrieking on her backhand
Disguising herself when she went out at night?
Coloring her hair
Like something was telling her
Stay low, invisible
And out of sight


And then, Monica
The blade came, Monica
Like God spitting on you
A knife in your back
We read it in the paper
And moved on to other things
But for you all the colors
Fade to black


And oh, Monica
There you are, Monica
On the cross with Jesus
And Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins


Was it like being raped?
Was it like being dead?
Like a bad movie over and over again?
Then did everyone who came close to you
Suddenly hold a knife in their hand?


And now, you're back, Monica
Grim and hammering
Trying not to think about that thing then
I hope that you win every medal you can win
But it may never be much fun again


And oh, Monica
There you are, Monica
On the cross with Jesus
And Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins
Just like Jesus by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins