Toe The Line

Apologies for missing a day of my blog. I got paid. Dyed my mother’s hair before taking her to the store to buy milk. Drank and sang karaoke with my friend from out of town and paid a visit to some kitty cats and an old friend that I haven’t seen in a while who […]

Needles Don’t Fall Far

Celebrex Lunesta Abilify Zoloft Prozac Acid… Mother’s on drugs again. Weed Crack Alcohol Oxy Vicadin Meth… Mother’s on drugs again. Cigarettes almost burn down our apartment landing in her lap, excess fat singed to the chair forever. Smell hair burned into my mind forever! I ran once, fuck this place. I’m not going back, I […]

Recycled Lines

How dear I make my own memories seem when I bask in the warmth of… sorry, I am rambling on once more… It’s very sad how some people abuse animals, thanks for letting me vent, Sara. Wow, congrats! This is a wonderful and beautifully written way to explain things. The fact that you’re a little […]

Recurrence

Sketchers pound erratically on uneven stairs that I take at top speed, flashing a jagged key, twisting an oval knob, heart racing past a pile of summer shoes. I bolt the door behind me and instantly remember a dream I had when my bedroom overlooked Broadway Street. I heard a creature snarling under the porch. […]

Demeter [blurb]

The old Rollerdrome with its iron archway was overgrown with plant life. Large dim bulbs illuminated the sign, teenagers still frequented it on weekends. Streets were filled with rundown brick buildings. No one remembered what they were used for anymore. Some people stood outside the buildings selling scavenged amulets and relics. There was a bridge […]

One More Cup

I made a little poem from a comment i saw on a YouTube video. Hope this person doesn’t mind, just thought it was a cool comment! Haunting. Some one I knew listened to this song and killed his mother. The News called him the Dylan Killer. What a tragic story. 1985 or 86. Haunting song […]

Under the Feet of Jesus [book review]

Helena Viramontes’ novel “Under the Feet of Jesus” is a story concentrated with imagery and symbolism. I really connected with the way that Viramontes presents her characters and their setting. The quality of the images and symbolism she uses is what pulled me into the story immediately. I feel that the place she is writing […]

Hospital

[sitting in a hospital bed with a ragged pink bunny, talking out loud] Ever since I was little I slept with a stuffed rabbit. I have had Jellybean for as long as I can remember, he was a gift from my godparents. I had a zoo of stuffed creatures situated strategically around my small bed, […]

My Mother

September 23, 2008 Perspectives in Death & Dying Presentation Word Count 725 My mother is dying, and we are already trying to make up for lost time. During visits we talk about how she’s feeling, mentally and physically. My mom was in a terrible car crash while under the influence of drugs. When the car […]