This is the first piece of writing I’ve put together in a long time, so I’d like some brutally honest constructive criticism from you guys. Here it is:
Fog began to roll in as I crossed an empty street intersecting Amador Valley. It was the middle of July and the sky was completely overcast. What a fucking beautiful day. I’d been attending a class on heart rhythm analysis all morning, and they’d just let us out for lunch. Good thing too; I was starving. I’d heard that a Sprouts had opened up nearby, so I decided to check it out. But first I needed a cigarette.
My mind was racing from all the information I’d been taking in, all the stimulation in the classroom, and I needed to calm down. I reached into the front pocket of my backpack and pulled a new pack of Camel Non-Filters I’d purchased the day before. Strange… I’d been smoking for over three years, and I’d never heard of a pack of manufactured non-filtered cigarettes. But I’d always enjoyed rollies, so I figured, why the fuck not? I’ll give ‘em a go… I opened the pack, lit the first cigarette and took a drag.
Tasted like shit. Continue reading »
diablo
the clouds roll in overhead
i’m sinking
deadly rain is absorbed through my pores
the hour’s getting close, i can feel you coming near
well, talk of the devil, my son
and the devil will appear
el diablo
sabe mas por viejo que por diablo
sol
el padre de todo el mundo
cuando los animales te ponen atras
ya
lleva sin razon la bandera
hay, la llama adentro se quema no mas
se quema no mas
graypink
moor woke up and discovered he was in a steel corridor with many different hallways. at random intervals he found portholes made of thick dark glass. through the glass he could only see the dim glow of colors. most of the colors were gray and blue. he was fascinated and aroused by one porthole revealing a pinkish hue. Continue reading »
You step outside to feel the breeze, and to leave the chair you have been in for hours. Your eyes beg for a change of scenery. You’re welcomed by immediate discomfort in the form of echoing sirens, this only reinforces your reclusiveness.
