Monthly Archives: March 2011

C-4: It’s These Dreams That Keep Me Awake (and moving)

This was a self-manifested dream ready to burst at the seams the moment it surfaced to any reality. But the excitement of something so absolutely fucked keeps me up at night. So I’ve moved steadily and alarming not to signal … Continue reading

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C-3: If I Could Just Write and It Not Mean a Thing (insert heart here)

For each person who runs across this page or any online journaling I may have, this is my  one disclaimer: these words are for me. I want to take this next moment to thank my close friends and others dearly … Continue reading

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C-2: Somewhere Beyond It (Stay Put)

I can sit here on my bed always wondering about your elementary ways and words, but know I can smile on. Go back to when moments were new and trace the way my mouth moved. Now realize you only heard … Continue reading

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C-1: Season Talk (Quotes Unkept)

All these new posts part of the “C” series will be some old ones revamped. Call it lazy, I’ll call it inspired.————————————————————————————- Every Summer was the same with its magical visits to a garden infested with drugs I so badly … Continue reading

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B-8: My Second Fling (A Good Thing)

Sand clinging to the bottom of my feet, the vast amount of ocean in front of me, and all kinds of trees, I am far enough away from home for now. Train rides city to city, my journal, a poor … Continue reading

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B-7: If It Goes Down (Will You Listen)

A quick escape from familiar walls I labeled my room, and here I am searching for creativity again. Last time I found youth, relentless minds, a sexual mess, and vomit at the bottom of a bowl. The thing about that … Continue reading

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B-6: Playground Royalty (Permanent Leaves)

There were once moments, clicks on the clock, where thoughts of home always felt reassuring. Flashes of permanent scented markers inking the blue and yellow playground are distant memories in my jaded mind. And if time could collapse back into … Continue reading

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