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4th Quarter Blues
4th Quarter Blues If you’re starting to lose it, now is not the time. This is the moment when you have to close your eyes, take in a deep breath and let it out slowly. And while you’re breathing out,...
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Angel’s Wings
Angel’s Wings The sun shined as rain gently sprinkled from the sky. Students quickly rose from their desks and excitedly made their exit back to freedom from lecture. Off to the Stevenson Coffee House they went for a quick caffeine Read more…
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Dr.Seuss Hat
Inside a dimly lit living room The Inside Man blasted from the speakers while the TV silently flashed commercials and strange shadows. Pete put the blunt to his lips and took a long slow pull deeply inhaling. Holding his breath Read more…
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Circus Tent
As Brooke plopped herself onto the couch, she balanced down to grab the New Yorker from the coffee table. She opened it up and flipped through “The Talk Of The Town” section not really reading anything at all. It had Read more…
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Skyline
Skyline I live in a rectangular container. It contains me well. I have a window. I look out sometimes. Most times I just see grey. Some days, I can see the skyline of what I think is still Los Angeles Read more…
Poetry
Spooner’s Cove
Spooner’s Cove For Dai Schizen Picnic bench on the sand front and center. The tide has calmed, but the sets still roll in. Crashing upon the shore, the water recedes back into the ocean, over and over again, non-stop persistence. Read more…
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Sombrero
He woke up to police shaking him down. “Hey, wake up…you gotta move on…wake up…” Quietly he stood up and tried to focus his eyes. He was blinded by the early morning sun. It was his birthday, but it was Read more…
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Eggs Frying In A Skillet
She had eggs frying in a skillet when he left for work. “Well at least she’s up,” he thought to himself. Looking for work was beginning to wear on her as she cascades between depression and nonsensical coping practices. She Read more…
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Inside Your Refrigerator
She sat quietly at the cluttered kitchen table in her boyfriend’s house. It was late afternoon and he was busy making drinks. Manhattans are the prefered cocktail at the moment. The silence committed violence in their ears like a fierce Read more…