incredible kisspulpers

in-cred-i-ble (adj) –too implausible to be believed, astonishing

kiss-pulp-er (n) - one that kisses life so hard it leaves yummy bits on their lips. one that peeks into the inner structure of a stem, a tooth, a vessel. one that contains lurid subject matter, a soft pith forming the contents of a poem.

{The Incredible Kisspulpers might just be in your city. They might just split open and spill on your floor. They might even leave pretty shaped stains. They are nutritious. }
Originally this blog was created to chronicle the tour of Lauren Zuniga (Oklahoma City), Spike Cowell (Columbus Writing Wrongs) Kaitlin Bee (musician, OKC).
Now this blog serves as an archive of that first tour and a continuous, though sporatic, account of the things LZ and friends learn in their journey.
When was the last time you allowed yourself to be poemed into pulp?

Sep 8 2009

Things we learned in Denver

  • Sharks are not color blind.
  • Labor day began as a Canadian holiday and was adopted in America in 1882.
  • We do not know where to get blow in Denver. Nor do we know where Club Below is.
  • Mountain rivers baptize everything that enters them.
  • Spike is Colorado Wildlife.
  • The Columbine is the State Flower of Colorado. That is why you see the name everywhere not because of the tragic event.
  • Kicking a rock barefoot in a freezing stream hurts like hell.
  • When you purchase gas at the top of a mountain, don’t get distracted by the hats and forget to pump your gas.
  • God’s face looks like a sideways vagina. Thanks Luce.
  • Amy Everhart is the future. The weight of paper is heavy.
  • There are vampires in Denver.
  • The movie Mean Girls is a worthy guilty pleasure.
  • Our GPS, Gypsy, has a time of month. She is can’t smell during this time.
  • We are out of shape. The air is thin here. We need to climb more.
  • Denver is delicious and so are its humans.

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