Unreal City Under the brown fog City born of hate and fear Hidden from view From the sun Transient gutter-like sludge And torment washed ashore Bitter Brown brick walls Moldering, blackening, wind-torn, haggard Unreal City Under the …
Month: August 2016
Defining Me
Often times we let what we think we are supposed to be define us. I never wanted to sit on the sidelines. In high school, I always felt out of place and awkward. I wanted to play …
The Meaning of Life Can be Found in a Pen
What is it about that little tiny stick of ink that inspires, takes hold of the soul and forces the bearer on a journey. Armed with such a sword, I always feel as if I can take …
Sea of Bitterness (Excerpt)
The sharp edge of the stiletto heel thrust upward, toward the pale sky. The shoe was overturned, and crusted with dried mud, faded and gray, like a dead riverbed. Crimson material could be glimpsed through the grime, …
Distance and Isolation: The Schizophrenic Aesthetic
Madness, provided it comes as a gift of heaven, is the channel by which we receive the greatest blessings. … [It] is a nobler thing than sober sense … madness comes from God, whereas sober sense is …
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Keys, Marbles, and My Mind
My keys dangle from the ignition of my escape, taunting me. Son of a turtleneck sweater. I promised my boss I would quit cussing. It isn’t as easy at it seems, especially when I can see my …
Born of Reflections
I've been thinking a lot about reflections, about how they at first appear to be a replica of what they reflect. Upon second glance one sees the subtle nuances, the ripples, the distortions that make a reflection …
A Week’s Worth ofWriting Prompts 3.0
A writing prompt for each day of the week to help you pursue the muse. Writing is a spiritual practice in that people that have no spiritual path can undertake it and, as they write, they begin …
Tibetan Lemonade 