(2015)
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A cockroach died of starvation in… Slightly annoyed as I laced my mu… to go outside and find my way to t… steal some coffee from a bank befo… I dropped my American Eagle key o…
At first, I was the reveling masq… In a dozen wanton nights, with a lack of fright for social a… I sought to receive. I sought to breath
I have something to say about deci… if I were to make them all the time, might find a certain sense of resolute truth. The mind wanders to and fro,
Has a road to it. For the living and the dying, for the distinct sensation of convenience and order. We live by convenience.
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
Strength of the mighty ocean couldn’t calm existence the pressu… nor violence by which we all measu… Sometimes the only definition of m… Like crossing the Rubicon,
There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…
I’m hesitant, a little anxious and KINDA NERVOUS. I haven’t talked to anybody at all this week
An echoing melody breezed through… swinging from the tops of green fo… and melted the defenses of the mou… Everything seemed to disappear thi… I was in myself a different way.
Oh how I wish my talent with words were like that of a painter with color and dimension.
Menacing clouds break thunder with three snaps, and the clock down the hall strikes three chords in the hallowed night.
There was a joke I was going to write, a really good joke, but I have forgotten it. A shame, now all that’s left is the television blaring in front of me, sounds of “The Price is Right”...
In the distance, slight tapping of… Festival creating renewed life, wa… the origin of the location unknown… Then upbeat rhythm kicks in, Announcing a different style of ce…
I thought of the right words. Sitting on a stool, ready to take my laundry from out of the dryer. My vision is accosted by a
In front of the eager class stood the fool who had been hand-picked by the professor to share