An intro to a story I am working on... They buried me today. Everyone always told me that this was how it would end for me. I never believed that it would. I was more than just street-smart; I was smart. I was young and vibrant. Charmed and charming. Untouchable. I remember mum saying, “Your thoughts and actions are what define you, Stanley.” I called it bullshit to her face. How could I have been so wrong?
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I was in the backseat of the car, listening to my friends Jack and Nancy talk about the owners of the moorage where Jack docks a house-boat. "...back when Coke-Collins owned the whole moorage." said Jack. I only caught the tail end of what he had said, and only paid attention because Nancy reacted to the nick-name. "Coke? Like CocaCola?" asked Nancy. "No, like Cocaine." said Jack. "Really? This is some moorage history! I...
she was hooked on drugs part of her life but has a son to help her fight in life we never know the road we may take but changing the course is never too late. he had taken the same road as she main lining and pills was all he could see addiction is a hard price to pay but something happened that changed his way. I know the lifestyle all too well for ten years my brother was addicted and went thru hell then he had become d...
PixelmaticThe world does revolve around me… no it doesn’t- well it should. Artists proceed with an essence that pinches their surroundings- knocking on distance. Distance… just because you live in your own world does not mean the world revolves around you. In your world you are an undiscovered beauty, in the world you are nothing.mmm. (website) .pzqI never questioned this routinely rule, it had to be something right? It s...
Chapter 1: Strangeways, Here We Come September 12, 1987 "Let me tell you about Whitesnake," my roommate Tom shouted as we walked back to Bond Hall from the dining commons. I pretended to be interested he was talking about the worst metal band in the history of metal. He kept going on and on about how much they rocked his world. I was in hell. I didn’t want to spend my first night in college listening to this jackass talk...
Washington Heights Two men met on Bennett Avenue, New York City, a dark and dirty street on the shady side of town. One’s purpose was to purchase drugs, the other’s purpose was to sell. The buyer was a young man, dressed moderately and clean. The seller was an older man, poorly dressed, and dirty. They had been client and clientele before so there were no suspicions on this night. The young man always paid cash and the ol...
Ride Across the River I heard her start to cry as soon as the door closed behind me. It didn’t make me feel any better. Maybe I didn’t know what all this was doing to her? What I did know was that whilst I was waiting in the middle of Tiger Bay for Eddie, Mary-Anne was crying behind the closed door. Nevertheless, she had to understand that this was the only way for me, I knew nothing else now. And so here I was, still wai...
I got some c**e with this girl I met the other day50 dollars split to numb the pain awaylife's a whole lot easier when your body's numbyou sni**, snor (record skip)t, and swallow till you can't feel your gumsfor a few short hours the world fits right where it belongs:with no feelings and a girl on your armeverything seems more bearabletolerableI can deal with itas long as there's something or someone to veer me off topicI...
too many nights have gone on without sleeptoo many promises made that I couldn’t keep too many (record skip sound) being sniffed up into meto ever really care much about anythingmirrors they show reflection, but they don’t show through skinso there's been too many times where I’ve held it all intoo many times I haven’t known where to beginto tell her how I feel before the night ends
***Text Message from "Cap:" Yeah, dude, hurry up. Come through"Johnny looked back up at the row of greeting cards. "Her Birthday: Mother from Son"Johnny had been in the store for the last 20 minutes trying to pick out the perfect card to go with his perfect gift for his Mother on her Birthday--August 14. He always made sure he got a card that said everything he wanted to say, but kept it sweet and, as an added bonus, ryhm...
I look at you, my darling, and even while cloaked in this blanket of disease and death, you are more pure than I could ever be. More pure than I could ever comprehend…and yet as I watch you, filth consumes your beautiful, thin frame. Your dirty purity and disgusting beauty almost blind me as I look at your rotting body, the body you claim is mine, yet I could never own. The body I crave with every inch of my own. The body...
I dont miss waiting in parking lots for 40 minuteswatching the people go out and in and wonderingif any of them see you,see what you're doingand what you're going to doI don't miss the ever-decreasing weight of my wallet;The way everything always seemed to be off center and inbalancedWhere my split personality would come out amongst family and friendsWhich one is he tonight, Dr Jekel or Mr. Hyde again?Well, it all depends...
Jesse looked out from the rooftop of a Brooklyn apartment building towards the New York City skyline; it was the highest building in Bushwick. He drank in the crisp May air like it was Vodka...burning his insides and making him warm. Staring at the Empire State Building, Jesse was overcome with the joy of the word "Skyscraper;" such a simple, overlooked word...so symbolic and yet effortless at the same time...a building w...
“Listen Adam, before we start this conversation you need to tell me right now what happened to your arm.”PauseStare“...and the truth...”Pause“..all of it.”PauseTake sip of beerAdam: “Fine. I...”“Look, I won't get mad I promise. Just tell me...please?”Slight pause“I got dope again...and fell asleep at the wheel.”PauseShocked, disappointed face on Ashley“I was doing good for a while, you know...sober (at least from that) fo...
