it's ok. you'll get there. you're almost done.

you can taste the finish line in the san something surf, south of the pine trees but north of the bay of sunscreen sheen. you can do anything with the right latitudes. any lovelorn coast that has the foresight to allow for both snow and sweltering summer rain will do ( Read more... )

so i watched this movie adaptation of this book i read when i was 15... back when we were sprinkler thieves, before blood red summer '04. i was going to the adult education division of the local community college, having dropped out of my high school after sophomore year and swearing, like the good strong-willed revolutionary that i was, to never ( Read more... )

after proving the existence of my own willpower in a two decade long tryst, i wandered back by your little corner of the world and found words stolen from my songs. i wandered your plazas and alleyways and found angry gouges carved into marble statues of lovers. i paused on the bridge to your house to hear your far off shouts of ridicule and cold, ( Read more... )

once upon a time, i was friends with this group of writers - all pretty decent, some of us exceptional. we fell in love with each other through our writing, and we all had these wild love affairs, which in turn bled out into our poems and stories and songs in this sickly intense melting pot ( Read more... )

our life is crashing into caverns of reverberation, bouncing like superballs above the heated pipes and your pick-me-up gasp in the morning sun.
my alarm clock plays a trumpet blast and leaves me a nasty message. go to school, asshole. slide your fingers and make your songs sound pretty. chase that perfect harmony in the headphones. try to lose ( Read more... )

don't be surprised when you find ( Read more... )

one of my biggest mistakes was backtracking and running back home ( Read more... )

loneliness comes naturally to some. only children, broken homes, high iq, apathy, war, plague, drug abuse, armageddon. the earth is crushing them and they're not sure if the end result will be as comely as a diamond ( Read more... )

i can smell the ocean from my front porch, miles away. this is unusual, even for this beach town. i haven't seen another person all day ( Read more... )

i never knew winter. i grew up on the surface of the sun, where sunglasses are never sold because everyone already has a pair. we wore very little and cared about less ( Read more... )