Category: creativity
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(1.4) Truths below my hollowed heart
Since I’m an unreliable narrator, it’s entirely possible for me to create a narrative view that is a placebo, a placeholder for the truth, or a super vitamin for the mind. The tangent world experience I have, could entirely be a set up to a grand joke or game that I am playing without knowing…
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(1.3) Truths below my hollowed heart
Off this winding way spiraling down hell like a rehearsed drive without a hearse, flatline feels like waking calls to check in on me like I’m dead. Look in talented sophistication as I turn to the men that are capable cannibals that eat themselves in despair. I didn’t lather them in soft tasting scents for…
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(1.2) Truths below my hollowed heart
I cough a lung of sea water and I roll over to my knees. Up my head tilts to the sea from where I had left the ocean and at a sight of water as an aquatic ceiling of uplifted waters. But in the middle of mad mayhem of darkened and true ancient lores; as…
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(1.1) Truths below my hollowed heart
In a place I shouldn’t be, a time of day I shouldn’t be out in, and in a harsh weathering state out in the world as well as in myself. I walk close to the edge of a pier and I feel the water basking its weight when it jumps on top of the metal…
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From and To my youth Ch.1
The fighting body gives a hand of aid This world is perfect nothing is wrong, we are happy. So it seems by our eyes. By 2009 the first African American was inaugurated as president on January 20, 2009. During the new presidents Barack Obama’s presidency speculation arose against him. A new health plan for…
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Sticking to it
English 51A To a Boston meatpacking district where a man named Rick, yet likes to be call Red, he goes to work in a pig/pork factory right out of high school after getting a MCL tear in the right knee from high school hockey and couldn’t pay for the treatment for it so thus he…
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The Things We Carry: In A hurricane
English 51A “Come on we’re missing the wind, if you want to piss and cry for mommy do it on your own time. Not mine,” shouted to the greenhorn assistant of a real storm chaser who saw his many, many, shares of things brought about from an angry God. “It’s a hurricane, it’s air currents…
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Predestined survivor
English 51A Thursday 5:20-8:30 At a tremendously fast pace my knees rumble forward and back. In pain I stomp on the mud that shrugs apart and holds my shoes which petite dirt pieces I wish were shed off of me. But I have to run up this steep slum hill of moist and slippery mud.…
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A quick dream that begins when you eat bad meat
English 26 6-9-16 Every Night has a praying expectation, that sleep would be a slowing sign to: a happily, blissfully,and a normally normal thing that sleep is thought off and prayed for. Round and round the tunnel rows to send the dreamer away and around the mind until the dreams end. Yet there is certainly…
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Worldly Winter
Eng.50 2021 In perspective to the world’s children who’ve gone in departure; and yet to touch lambs blood nor claim to be truly, truly, delivered. They are set in a sweat of chilled comfort trees with hands deleaved; in an artificial wrapped warmth that is a condemning dark earthly hold. I didn’t create an existence…
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Reactions in my head
Eng.50 2021 I don’t know where my head is as I’m kinda offended by the body with an open ended story like biblical stories with lambs of lion’s grace “Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?” Can I disregard that Godly love and detach the high priest calling me back I…
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Dreamers Dream Nightmares than Better Things
Eng.50 2021 Kiss to gold sand for the vacant spaces between the brow. Parting from rejected rapid rushes of a reality given now, much have taken but now I rest untainted, that is avow — Wrong to say I was always faithful and have it deemed. Days seem to be awaited in complex hazing dreams;…
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instruct
Eng.50 2021 At first I bang my head to the beats of my YouTube playlist; then to pay respect to the bizarre endings following the darkening and fading visions of earth’s holding rain over thoughts and a mental valley of in between vales. Second I wrangle up criticism from these hellish circuses out there in…
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Dire doors
Eng.50 2021 The uncertainty of a house is hindered and moving in shadows placed. This door is seizing and shifting in its own variable dazzeing confusion. These assumptions of assurance that come at me; am I homeless now? Can I ponder what I am without a place to sleep in uncomfortable uncertainty? Can I tell…
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When I sat in ASB
Eng.24 2016 I didn’t think I would have to deal with it, but here we met in ASB. A woman, no matter her age, was practically a blues musician singing a song so familiar to this Mexican. Truth is I don’t know what I am when the sun is so far away and the moon…
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The Guitarist By Stage C.
Eng.24 2016 Playing like a Mistress sonnet, I thought I caught a feather from you, I believe it was true. I put the hips of Brazil to my melodies. I was the guitarist by stage C, playing like a Mistress Sonnet I could see her color the cliff heavens and I felt like a hungry…
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When she was 26
Eng.24 2016 From what I know my mom is funny and likes to make me laugh. From what I know she’s was always like this. When I was searching for loose change, I happened to find a purple purse with my mom inside. At first I thought it was my sister, but this small version…
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To my Poetic Style that inspires a lot of fights
Eng. 24 2016 The argument starts with my inspiration to write about the red velvet sweets that have tantalising legs, whom work on pch; but my girlfriend, doesn’t want me to write about sex. I take a wise repression to my devil emotions, that now change its directions, for my girlfriend. I write absurdly to…
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A Hipster with a time machine
English 26. 2016 You saw the Michael J fox’s caught up by Mcfly happiness, So you Biff a driver when you saw his machine that pities time, Fury lights made you glow in spinning plates. 88 is just two infinities standing in your style. Hipsters with time machines flux traveling wardrobes. You see the kick…
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It’s what you hear from the birds you swipe at.
Eng.24 2016 I try to protect my fluid emptiness that devils sport, my limit is the pills that dial the errors when i call home. I take my biology for physiology and explain the ape synap that tells me to fuck the world. I wait for black kid Speedsters to save shows and granulate my…
Departed trail & Bitter trials. 