My Art
My hate for my love of creativity is a painful, paradoxical impasse that I suffer through wordlessly and bitingly every moment I find a pen, a camera, or a paintbrush in my hand.
Letters To My Own #1: An Important Message
All along a river bed, Shells of color lie and rest, Their creamy shades of blue and green, Cause tears of mine to fall abreadst, My feet cool in the dry white sand, Aching for a dip below, Alas the … Continued
Where Your Hatred Lies.
I couldn’t help being angry. I was always angry. And tired. Angry, and tired, and grumpy, it’s like I don’t own a single positive cell in my entire body. There was always…something. But it didn’t matter, by this point in my … Continued
Can people be illegal?
According to the “Pew Hispanic Center” there are currently eleven million illegal immigrants in the USA. This means that there are currently three times the population of Berlin committing the crime of being in a country where they aren’t supposed … Continued
What I need isn’t what is good for me
I have a friend in phlegmatic visions, He comforts me with novacaine- And needles filled with grey dispostion, My lungs long for his careless caress, He is with me always between my skin, A cloud of ashy, delightful, murderous death, … Continued
Dribble One
Life is strange. Not everybody realizes it at first, but it’s a fact that reveals itself eventually to all who look, and people are rather inclined to go searching for things they don’t know they’re searching for. Because sometimes, when … Continued
Do Nothing.
Do nothing “F***, f***, f***! What do I do?” “Nothing” “Nothing? I can’t do nothing!… Look at me!” The girl in the black dress stared at the boy in the white shirt with the gun in his hand and the … Continued
The Hunter
If there’s one thing I can pass on to the next generation it’s not to go hiking in the Canadian woods by ones self, you hear? Now I got lucky, real lucky, but had I not bought my rifle with … Continued
The Traveler
“Sit down Mr Black.” Colonel Francis told the trembling, naked, hairy man who went by the name he had prior been called. Mr. Black eyed the group of uniformed men and took the seat he was offered. “Now, my men … Continued