Arts – Page 24 – The INSIDER

Chuck Palahniuk

April 12, 2017October 17, 2017 Topless John ToplessJohn0 comment

At first glance, Chuck Palahniuk is just some guy who used to work on a truck assembly line and got lucky with a mondo big book about guys beating each other up, starting a gang and completely getting out of control. Every person I know who’s heard of Fight Club, but not watched it, thinks it’s about fighting. Without looking at his work, Chuck Palahniuk easily gets pegged as a grown up high school bully who got lucky. But that’s sooooooo wrong. Chuck’s body of work elicits your most sensitive…

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Salah and family’s Steelpan Band

April 7, 2017April 7, 2017 newspaper Music, Vanier0 comment

On Thursday, the 23rd, Jake’s Mall was brightened by the sound of three members of the “Salah & Family Steelpan Band”. The trio played for about ninety minutes, and most of the songs they performed were modern-day pop and well-known, well-loved recent classics. If you were there, you would have recognized “Waka Waka” (by Shakira), and “Hold You” (by Gyptian), amongst at least a dozen songs. You can watch the trio playing Waka Waka on YouTube: http://tinyurl.com/SalahTrioWakaWaka The three people who played for us are all members of Salah’s band,…

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Beheld

April 6, 2017 newspaper Love, Poetry0 comment

If I tell you you’re beautiful, I most certainly mean it, Perhaps nothing to do with the physical, But something to do with your spirit, I can’t promise you’ll understand, In this world not many people do, If you just give me a chance and take my hand, I’ll try to express the true beauty in you, It lies not in the color of your eyes, But in the kindness that shines through them, Nor is it in your shape or size, But how confident you walk through…

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A Sea Of Feelings

April 4, 2017 newspaper Anora, Love, Poetry0 comment

He brightens up my day Molds my heart like clay He has power over me, i love those blue eyes staring back at me. We are platonic Though isn’t it ironic That I think he may feel something for me. My heart goes pitter patter It may just shatter It is beating so hard. He beat down my wall of cards. The gates are open It’s a flow of emotions Every time he looks at me. So different is he As the other guys I see…

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Why Swim?

March 28, 2017April 4, 2017 newspaper Poetry, swim0 comment

¿Why swim? I follow the sweep of my fingertips with my imagination. The turnaround feels closest to my only spacewalk; my feet reach down for the bottom three yards away, what stretch; they feel well planted on the wall. Knees push. The breath boils out of this face. Velvet strokes as the glide attempts unity. Only here, can the true meaning of submarined be fathomed. Rolling the body large and slow off the wall, spacewalking, shooting streamline tight and fast. Soaring ten feet aloft the firmament. No human experience is…

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I Did Not Write This

March 26, 2017 BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner BeN, Poetry0 comment

Look at this beautiful image. To kneel before another is a resignation of one’s will, perhaps it is that. I was scared when come nighttime because I didn’t want to resign as the sun and moon do for each other. I didn’t want to rise and fall as the sun does every cycle, so I drove on this empty road chasing the sun as it sat, roosted on the horizon. Bowing down to others when the day was done use to be the norm for me. But where am I…

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NarcissistInTheThirdVerse

March 25, 2017 June Rossaert June Rossaert, Poetry0 comment

I’m not a musician, but I wish I was. Soundscapes weaving the heart Vibrations burning cyan I’m half a mile away from bursting to flames, I can taste the heat from an inch of my fingers, Hit the ground. I’m not a scientist, but I wish I was. Physics tying strings in the stars Building smoke and bubbling black My heart is a hammer, Flying off to the rush, the edge of the firework Feel my blood in steam I’m not a comedian, but I wish…

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A Heart Broken

March 23, 2017 newspaper Anora, Love, Poetry0 comment

Confusing emotions It’s like I was given a potion To feel this way. One day I turn and there he is In my heart of hearts he stays No where to escape but he is at bay. He’s hidden beneath everything No love is not a thing. It screams everyday. There is no where to run. There is no where to hide. Love it creeps up on you it does. What is there to do but deny Cause there’s no way I’m feeling this way Yes…

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Ingrain

March 16, 2017March 16, 2017 BeNjamyn Upshaw-Ruffner BeN, Memory, Poetry0 comment

This is just a flight plan That I don’t understand I’m but a wayward leaf Not knowing where I’ll land In the mirror today I asked for a favour To find a way To not see failure In the face of sheer doubt Why continue trying Why keep insisting My dreams are undying In this life It’s causing such strife When these emotions won’t cease I want only peace Traversing across This desolate land sighing I thought plants would grow To myself…

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Event Horizon

March 9, 2017 newspaper Change, Friendship, Poetry0 comment

I write this to you knowing not whether it will go through, as my last message and regret. I’m sorry for hurting you – although this is what I choose, even though you tried to keep me in check. My feelings changed as the seasons went by, from my birth in spring; like fall in my depression. I may have been strong in the summer, but now I feel all the more dumber. Winter is coming. My faith once under your guidance, absolute; but the questions that came in time…

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