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Piles of Books

October 23, 2017

In an industry saturated with franchises and sequels (a tired complaint, but true nonetheless), Blade Runner 2049 may simply appear to be the next in an endless slough of uninspired cash-grabs. The onslaught of big-budget and often mind-numbing blockbusters has now bec...

October 23, 2017

Out of all the types of fiction out there, one genre has always been able to capture my attention better than any other. Now, I’m going to try to explain why. It is the masterpiece of the human imagination, testament to storytelling creativity, and obsession of nerds a...

October 15, 2017

The first time she felt his hands on her

She was 11

Chubby cheeked and wide eyed.

Excited.

His hands ran through her hair

Pulling.

Onto her skin,

Slapping.

His body on top of her,

Suffocating.

The next time she felt similar hands

She was 18

Contoured cheeks with “blow job eyes”

Jad...

October 15, 2017

Mommy have you been drinking again?

Mommy I’ve been waiting for you where have you been?

I’ve been sitting by the window and calling on the phone

Waiting for someone to finally come home

Mommy I’ve been waiting

Waiting here all alone

Daddy’s in the kitchen

He said he don’t lo...

October 15, 2017

It would be deemed inappropriate to harp on in a eulogy about the sheen of her hair or the deep blue of her eyes, but it is very good to say she had this funny way of saying coffee. If this bittersweet aside is craftily inserted in between heartfelt examples of the lev...

October 15, 2017

Listen, because this is where the story begins.

Storytelling usually consists of characters. Sometimes they call it fiction, or literature.  Characters do things, some writers insist on putting their characters in a tree and throwing rocks at them. Some characters are s...

October 14, 2017

I’m laying down

tonight,

alone in my room

drinking the

cheapest bottle

I can afford

with the records

spinning for me

& I can’t believe

you aren’t here

listening to

Stevie Nicks

because we both thought

she sounded

the best at this time of year

& you are not

around the corner

or alive

som...

October 14, 2017

Blue angel watch me

You looked so nice in the snow

But where are you now?

You were seventeen

Two years, I am now nineteen

You’re still seventeen

Sometimes I can think

Things were better off this way

I know I am wrong

October 14, 2017

my friend & my lover

are

two friends & lovers

who

cared

less

about the honey

dripping from me

and let

the bees sting

for years how could they

forget

I was once

their queen?

October 10, 2017

Sometimes we need a slap in the face by someone that loves us in order to get the hint that we’ve been screwing up for a while. This is my tough love to you on how to become a better writer. Of course you can always just read this, call it bullshit and then exit out of...

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