Tag: #poem
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Hoarders
Hoarders and hoards of other wordly creatures fill the street corners, holding tightly, fingers clinging, knuckles white, to anything that makes them feel u n i q u e and whole. Walking around with plastic bags full of things that they don’t need. Blindly reaching for some meaning among all of this meaninglessness. I walk…
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Summer Days
I don’t have any stories to tell in the summer, when the ocean swells up and the weather is soft and slow and cozy. I feel well in these summer days, and I just want to have a drink with the sun and be quiet for a while. DEAD RED FISH novel now on Amazon
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Joe Norman
Feeling lonely, I walk the streets and find a homeless man to talk to. He just pissed himself and he’s wearing a garbage bag as a poncho. He says that his name is Joe Norman. He lost his wife and kids in a car accident years ago, and then basically gave up on everything and…
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Church
The bank I go to is in an old church building, with high cathedral ceilings and stained glass windows, and I can’t help but think that the bank owners maintained the old church look on purpose, to ensure that we know that the dollar is meant to be worshipped like the body of Christ. I…
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Convenience Store
I kick up dirt on the rock shoulder of the road that I take to get to the convenience store by my apartment. Inside, two fat men are sitting at a table, sweating and spitting food at each other while they talk about a football game that they watched in the early nineties. I walk…
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Friends
There’s a space between the inner part of the shower curtain and the outer part, where the lip of the tub comes up and there’s a ledge that’s big enough for the cat to lie on. She lays there sometimes when I shower. Seems kind of odd, but I also kind of like the company,…
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Blunt Ride
She calls me and says that she wants to go for a ride. I say, “ok.” She says that she wants to get high, and she asks if we can smoke tonight. I say that we can. And then I pick her up and we go for a drive. She takes one hit of the…
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Rain
I like to listen to Alice in Chains when it rains, and watch the water run sideways across my window. Really down in a fucking hole. Stuck thinking about a million different things that I can’t control or change. Makes me feel insane, or at least slightly unstable, even though I know that eventually the…
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Fortune
The fortune cookie in my bag of Chinese food says that something life changing is about to happen to me, but it doesn’t say if that something will be good or bad, so now I’m worried that someone I know is going to die or some shit, and I don’t want to finish my food…