Yesterday, Vampire Weekend dropped two new songs “Diane Young” and “Step”. Catch a sneak peak here!   About Mark CrosbyIs the resident music addict. He has written many poems, lyrics as well as created websites, blogs, and music for the…

About Mark Crosby

Is the resident music addict. He has written many poems, lyrics as well as created websites, blogs, and music for the masses. He thinks feels and breathes music and would require you not to address him with any mess. Until then turn up the volume and lets listen to some tunes. "Until the beat goes on"

About Mark Crosby

Is the resident music addict. He has written many poems, lyrics as well as created websites, blogs, and music for the masses. He thinks feels and breathes music and would require you not to address him with any mess. Until then turn up the volume and lets listen to some tunes. "Until the beat goes on"

don’t deserve love, for love will be met with a soulless vessel don’t deserve kindness, for kindness will be met with hatred and vitriol don’t deserve compassion, for compassion will be met with apathy don’t deserve understanding, for understanding will…

About Kea Dodson

Kea Dodson is the co-founder and editor-in-chief of Literati Magazine. She started Literati in 2009 with Mark Crosby and serves as the resident crazy lady. She has written two books and dozens of short stories and poems. She enjoys music, reading, and annoying folks. If you would like to contact Kea about anything (please no stalking, as she will stalk back) she can be contacted at kdodson@literatimag.com or @keadodson on twitter.

About Kea Dodson

Kea Dodson is the co-founder and editor-in-chief of Literati Magazine. She started Literati in 2009 with Mark Crosby and serves as the resident crazy lady. She has written two books and dozens of short stories and poems. She enjoys music, reading, and annoying folks. If you would like to contact Kea about anything (please no stalking, as she will stalk back) she can be contacted at kdodson@literatimag.com or @keadodson on twitter.

The last time I saw her we were sitting somewhere along that red red shoreline, our toes plugged into the sand as if to recharge a love-battery or something. I asked her if two people can exhaust each other, if…

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