Our Hour
Remember when you scraped your knee as a kid? Hit the ‘not so funny’ bone on your elbow as an adolescent? Delivered a paper cut to your finger as an … Continue reading Our Hour
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Our Hour
Remember when you scraped your knee as a kid? Hit the ‘not so funny’ bone on your elbow as an adolescent? Delivered a paper cut to your finger as an … Continue reading Our Hour
I, paRANoia
(…shh!.. wait!.. be quiet!.. I think someone, or something, is outside my door! I think I hear them plotting against me, yet again… they’re here!.. I knew it!.. I knew … Continue reading I, paRANoia
High on Her
I sat on her couch. She handed me a pill. I watched her swallow hers before I swallowed mine. She dimmed the lights in her living room and lit a … Continue reading High on Her
Kiss and Tell
(a making-out-with-life experience) Does a cactus in the desert worry about rain? Can you miss something that you have never seen or someone you have never met? Have you ever … Continue reading Kiss and Tell
Unusual Obit
Creative ways to die in the twenty first century, if you are looking for a more artistic way to go – Death by Sex (great band name as well too), … Continue reading Unusual Obit
tHe cRoSsWoRds
Are you scared to read me? To undress me with your e y e s with each word your brain scans, slowly pinching your f i numb g e r … Continue reading tHe cRoSsWoRds
yoU aRe…
This post is for the people who are on the down and outs. The discouraged. The dreamers. The blue collar backbone of our beaten world. The people who have nowhere … Continue reading yoU aRe…
The Sophisticate Hick
My right knee caps been hurtin all duh time now,and I’ve had a sore throat fer almost two months.Sum days, I have trouble jus gittin off duh floor.I have tuh … Continue reading The Sophisticate Hick
The Last Time
I remember her and I know she remembers me and we will continue to do so forever. There is no other way for us to live. I could try to … Continue reading The Last Time
Dear Diary,
Is this where I have to run so I can be completely honest with myself? Do I have to fluff my three pillows and down comforter and lay my body … Continue reading Dear Diary,
Was It A Dream?
In a reality that seemed like a dream, I hit the snooze button on the alarm and drifted away for a couple more hour long minutes. In a dream that … Continue reading Was It A Dream?
i feel like…
Life has me, well, somewhat frayed. No fault to my family. No fault to my friends. No fault to myself, if we’re being honest. It’s ‘its’ fault for the way … Continue reading i feel like…
