Alex's first and last poem |
This poem came from personal experience inspiration. I thought it up in math, and I will never write a poem again.
I bought some Tag today.
I put it on.
The ladies did not come.
Promises. Promises.
Th...
Posted by Alex on Fri, 05 May 2006 08:06:00 PST |
Alex's Run in with the law |
I pull up to a red light and look at a red ferrari to my right.He revs his engine.I rev my engine.We smile.Light turns green and we are off.I Win. I Win. Woot.Then two miles down the road we see who t...
Posted by Alex on Sun, 19 Mar 2006 10:11:00 PST |
Stepmothers suck. |
The following has been happening for the past days... one day i woke up and for no reason my motorcycle keys were taken away. Yells exchanged between my stepmother and I... and then i get a random ema...
Posted by Alex on Fri, 03 Feb 2006 06:58:00 PST |
Childhood Foe: Fire |
I was born in a bustling little city in southwest New Mexico. It was surrounded by desert forest with few trees and mostly dried grass during the summer. I lived outside of the city limits, where we h...
Posted by Alex on Fri, 13 Jan 2006 09:31:00 PST |
Memories |
Soccer, friends, girls. These things made up my life as a boy. I was highly influenced by my athletic father to ditch the friends and the girls. He always said and still says today how much bigger and...
Posted by Alex on Fri, 30 Sep 2005 09:34:00 PST |
