There is a feeling in my stomach that I can't just describe to you. There is a feeling in my stomach that I just can't describe to you.

You can't just write. You can't just tell yourself you're going to write a book or a short story, or something profound, without real experiences. You have you live poor for a while, you have to hurt, like you really have to hurt in order to write anything good. That's the biggest misconception, so many people, including myself, just want to write ( Read more... )

Brick by brick, I built these walls; this house. My fingers and sweat and nails and blood and hammers, forever pounded an uncountable number of drums beats, the sound of metal on cement, cracking off debris that slowly floated in a powered mist towards the ground.

you see, tonight was the first time my dad told me he enjoys talking with me, i mean he really emphasized it, and i felt he actually meant it. he told me he likes hearing my viewpoints and it makes him think of things in different ways. do you know such a feeling?

Are you a happy person?

You two shower in paint and create breathtaking murals of the sun and love just by walking
But the paint is drying,
And your pores will clog and you will die soon
And your murals and suns and love will crack, just as your bodies do
And the slightest touch of a finger
the softest kiss of the wind,
will send you on your way.

Whenever I go back
i'm reminded of my father
and failures
and the 1980's
and post industrialization
and hair wigs
and what the australopithecus’s bone structure was like
and my father
and failures

Let your mind wander.

I fell backwards and softly embraced the grass. The blades stung my arms and lightly tickled my neck and ears. However, this soft green cushion was not enough for I felt all air slowly sneak out of my lungs and body ( Read more... )

The foul smell protruding out of the doorway must be milk, or stagnant water from the 1800s
The kitchen sink exposes a life of soggy cereal and mold
She was found face down in a puddle of herself with a chipped tooth
May you rest in peace Mary Dunlap.