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KEITH S.A.K.E. FEST DAY ONE

By J.J. Colagrande
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Years ago, to celebrate our anniversary, I threw a three-day party for Sky. Only two people were invited, us. I called it the S.A.K.E.—Sky And Keith Everlasting—festival. Even made up a flyer. I mailed it to her and everything. The first day of S.A.K.E. was all about Henna. You know Henna has the power to… »

SKY’S TRIP TO THE MUSEUM WITH KEITH

By J.J. Colagrande
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Keith and I were at the Legion of Honor museum. We were standing in the Rodin hall in front of The Mighty Hand. That statue says it all. It’s totally gripping. The tensions in every finger. The flex of every fiber of the hand. On one level it’s like the hand is trying so hard… »

MELODY RAIN TALKS ABOUT MEETING SKY

By J.J. Colagrande
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I live in Berkeley Hills with my mom. My mom’s girlfriend lives there too. I’ll move out soon. I only need six more Natural Science credits to get an AA degree in Liberal Arts from Vista Community College. I don’t have to tell you anything, but just cause, this time I will. So it was… »

SKY TYLER’S BACKGROUND

By J.J. Colagrande
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I came into being on the twentieth day of April, nineteen eighty-nine, at the Mad River Community Hospital in Humboldt County. I had no control over being born on Hitler’s birthday. Had no idea I’d share my day of conception with the Columbine tragedy. I’m born on 420, whatever. It’s not my fault, really. I… »

KEITH TALKS ABOUT HIS BAGGAGE

By J.J. Colagrande
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The baggage thing is a quasi-interesting story, dude. On the flight from San Francisco I came to the simple conclusion that all I needed was a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Here was my logic: to the old monks, clothes were cast off rags and even when they fell to pieces they’d find a… »

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

By J.J. Colagrande
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I recently read this story. It’s a work of fiction. I like it a lot. It’s called “What We Talk About When We Talk About Love.” You know I always have love on my mind. I kinda get crazy, like Ed,  but not really. lol. You know, I just get all obsessive. Anyway, I’m going… »

SKY & THE S.A.K.E. FEST DAY ONE

By J.J. Colagrande
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At the S.A.K.E. festival, with henna in a plastic squeeze bottle applicator, Keith drew outlines of his hand all over my body. In the middle of his outlined hand he pasted an eye. To make sure the designs were perfect, he edited with a toothpick. I was covered in henna hands. All over my body,… »

SHORE MORRIS’S TAKE ON THE DECRIMINLIZATION OF DRUGS

By J.J. Colagrande
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The whole system kills me. The American policy on drugs. Don’t buy em on the street. For heaven’s sake, no. Arrest the motherfuckers that buy drugs on the street. Lock-em up. Lock-em up before they spread their disease to the rest of society. God forbid drugs became legalized. No, that wouldn’t work, even if the… »

SKY S.A.K.E. FEST DAYS TWO AND THREE

By J.J. Colagrande
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Day two of the S.A.K.E. fest we danced a lot. We danced to Indian sageet music; beautiful sounds pushed by the seventeen-string sitar and the bell-like tabla drums. I know a little about belly dancing. I had taken a class at the time. We danced and danced, naked of course, covered in Henna. We made… »

SHORE MORRIS BACKGROUND

By J.J. Colagrande
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The Shore Morris story. You want to know the Shore Morris story? My story’s just like everyone else’s story, I’ll tell you that. There’s nothing special about my story. Nothing monumental. I’d rather talk about The Washington Monument, a huge white phallic symbol, a giant American penis, the United Cocks of America, one of America’s… »

KEITH & CRYSTAL CRAPS

By J.J. Colagrande
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I grew up playing craps with crystals. About sixth grade I invented a game. It was played with chunks of green jade, black onyx, orange amber, and the pointy purple amethysts. You’d get a shoebox and toss the four stones. The idea of the game was to keep the onyx away from the amber. You’d… »

HOW KEITH AND SKY MET

By J.J. Colagrande
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Sky was a freshman in high school, a recent transplant from Humboldt. She lived with her mother and younger twin brothers in the Richmond, displaced from her dad in the divorce. She attended George Washington High, the same school as Keith. For social reasons, she joined after-school groups ranging from the Equestrian Club to the… »

THELONIOUS COMMENTS ON MELODY RAIN

By J.J. Colagrande
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When I kicked it with Melody Rain she lived in Frisco and still went to community college in the East Bay. That was like two summers ago. Let me tell you something: Melody doesn’t give a fuck about Botany or VCC or the AA degree. She lives her life to a different degree. A degree… »

MELODY’S DAYDREAM ON THE N JUDAH

By J.J. Colagrande
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Look at you, thirty-nine, maybe forty, wrinkled and maternal, I see you taking off your sweatshirt. Your arms stretch over your head, up comes your shirt. I see a bit of your skin cause your T-shirt rises as well. Your lovers past. Back in the day they saw the same spectacle with hella lust, with… »

THELONIOUS TAKES ON SAN FRANCISCO

By J.J. Colagrande
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Cable cars. Never stay anywhere near a cable-car line. All day and night. Fucking tourists, hip-sacks, shopping bags, fleece SF sweatshirts, gee, honey—who would’ve thought it gets so cold in California during the summer. Everyone hanging off the cable cars all smiling and waving. They wave at the locals. What are you waving at? I’m… »