Ode to Landscatter |
So, My first assignment for my creative writing class was to write a poem about where I'm from. Having realized a couple of years ago that my poems were absolutely worthless I was not thrilled to be w...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Feb 2009 20:57:00 GMT |
hypochondria |
Earlier today I swallowed an ibuprofen down the wrong pipe and yes, it hurt. Those tiny little pills seem to expand to the size of bowling balls when they wonder off down tight little tubes they have ...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 01:13:00 GMT |
rough recollections of an Argentine subway |
The 6 P.M. subway is always packed. It's best to avoid the underground at this time, but my pockets have yielded nothing but lint and 70 centavos, so here I am. It's hot down here. Huge metal fans laz...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 19:10:00 GMT |
summer in a san diego neighborhood. |
The weather here has been off and on. Three days of clouds, two of sun, clouds, sun&&& Today the sun shines hard like platinum washing everything out, bubbling up out of the asphalt in heat waves. Te...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 20:23:00 GMT |
fate, destiny and all things related. |
Do you believe in fate?? Do you? Is it soo unlikely that we know certain people because we are supposed to know them, and that we do certain things because in the grand scheme of our mostly pointless ...
Posted by on Mon, 21 May 2007 13:41:00 GMT |
welcome to san diego |
There's a Purple night sky pushing down on me tonight. I am watching the flickering firefly lights of mexico as I burn yet another cigarete, throwing fresh butts into wet grass, marveling at the fact ...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 23:04:00 GMT |
no more bushes for me. |
i am sick of bushes that jump out at you when you are to drunk to avoid them. I don't like waking up with twigs in my hair or dirt under my nails. Some people might blame the alcohol, but not me, i bl...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 10:35:00 GMT |
a little flash fiction |
There's a fast breaking wind coming through the trees, hitting the city at intense speeds and at strange angles. Dark clouds menace the sky. I hope there's no rain with those ...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Feb 2006 13:44:00 GMT |
home |
There is a train that rambles past my house every morning at 6:00 A.M. It shakes the walls making the mirror shiver and the mattress wobble.
The walls in my house are straight but the floors are croo...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jan 2006 14:41:00 GMT |
what now? |
it is a little past noon and I have been eating tacos and drinking beer on the beach. I feel a little bad for bieng almost drunk in the middle of a weekday, but there is nothing to be done for it. Sin...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Aug 2005 14:58:00 GMT |
