Victor Hugo Quote – Music
“Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” – Victor Hugo-
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Read moreShut – By, Melissa R. Mendelson White porcelain faces in this river that I still drown in, pulled under by their world. Painted eyes closed and plastic smiles, their faces drift by as I continue to struggle to stand. Chorus: Will you see me? Will you open your eyes? Can you take me in? Let me be […]
Read moreWill We Ever Be The Same (Parody of Creedence Clearwater Revival’s song, “Have You Ever Seen The Rain”) by, Melissa R. Mendelson It seems like so long ago that we were born to roam, I know; change has been comin’ now for some time. Sad it’s over, when you see insanity destroy each day, I know; we’re going under […]
Read moreI’m Not Coming Home For Christmas by, Melissa R. Mendelson Desert sands are the stars shining tonight. Warm kisses of wind are the wings touching my back, but I still can’t take flight. So, here I am on Christmas with my heart begging to be held, but I know. I know my love will be found. This war […]
Read moreAlmost Nothing On My TV by, Melissa R. Mendelson The summer’s coming to an end. I’m sitting on my porch, watching it die. Enjoying the heat and watching time fly, And there’s nothing on my tv. Almost nothing at all. All the good stuff is waiting for the fall. There is the good Preacher, Trying to save us […]
Read moreSome of us like to rock & roll, and some of us like to gyrate & gestate. Gynecology clinic Institut Marquès has discovered a way to bring that front row concert experience right to your fetus. What they’ve designed is called Babypod, a speaker that expecting mothers insert into their vaginas (in tampon fashion) to play songs for their developing […]
Read moreNo Fire (Parody of Twenty One Pilots’ song, Car Radio) by, Melissa R. Mendelson I ponder on something called fate. It could be so cruel when it should be great. My heart’s only desire Is nothing now but a dead flower, And my friends call me a liar Because they know I can breathe no fire. I […]
Read more“In memory everything seems to happen to music.” – Tennessee Williams
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