In the abandoned building, amid the rubble, Abraham disrobes. His pale skin glows in the sun, his dark chest hairs protrude, accentuated by the shocking milkiness of his torso. He holds his hands high, grinning. Maggie unpacks their meager picnic scrounged from a recent dumpster dive. She arranges the slices of stale fruit bread using a plastic bag as a plate. As Abraham proudly displays his junk she throws back her prett...
"The internet is just another shit catalyst." "How do you figure that?""What do you mean how do I figure that? I just told you whenever I write shit down I always say too much...practically turning a pen into a spade and digging a fucking tomb for myself.""Don't be such a pussy. And I like your stuff.""You like my stuff because you have to like my stuff; you're my best friend. The publishers don't like my "stuff"...clearl...
Spitting Scotch into the Clyde I am what ma da would call “bollock freezing”. Ma gonads haven't even dropped yet, so they must be like plain wee peanuts right now in this cold and dark. I'm also drunk – what else could this feeling be? I'm also really sad. I can't believe wee Barry's gone and left us. He was ma best friend in the world and now he's gone and left us. I take another swig of ma da's brutal-tasting fire-water...
I woke screaming. Every nerve in my body seemed to be on fire. The burning pain was excruciating. My body thrashed and shuddered.“Shh, Maxine, relax. You need to relax your body.” A man’s voice said. “It will make things a lot easier if you relax.”I felt cool hands on my shoulders, pinning me down. I breathed through my nose and tried to relax my muscles. It made the pain a little more bearable but I still moaned and conv...
Chapter OneIt was darker than usual as I walked through the park. I was on my way home from working a double shift at the Pizzeria. The manager liked to go out for long periods of time then wait for the last five minutes of my shift to show up and take credit for things I’d done. I hated that. I hoped she got what karma had in store for her.The night was quiet. There were no birds chirping or squirrels running around look...
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...
What am I doing? I should be doing more with my life than just sitting here miserable. But no, here I sit at my desk, writing my thoughts in this book. Does it help? Some. Do I want it to help more? Sure. At least it is very relaxing to me. That’s a plus.Since you left, this is all I have been able to do. I guess it’s medicine to me. I never have been one to talk to anyone about my problems. I always bottled them up. Sitt...
She did this every year, so the call came as no surprise. In fact, I had been expecting it for the last few days. The only surprise was that it took so long. I was sitting with my wife having our coffee after dinner when the phone rang. As I got up to answer, my wife gave me a knowing glance but did not say a word. It was as if we both knew instinctively. “Hello.” I started into the phone, “Oh, hi Mom. Yeah, I’d been expe...
Fear not the heat of the summer sun Nor the harshness of winter’s icy cold; Your worldly task is done, Homeward you are bound, Your angelic innocence intact: Fear not the displeasure of the Almighty, You are beyond all judgement now; You have no need for eat nor drink; No need for clothes or shelter: Neither pain nor ill intent can harm you now. Fear no more when lightning strikes, No need to cringe when thunder roars; Yo...
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...
What brought me here to this strange place? I look around me, scanning the sea of nameless faces, Nameless, yet familiar in a way I cannot describe. They move as if in a dream, their eyes staring vacantly ahead, Their shadow-like forms billowing like smoke from a dying flame. What brought me here? Why does this place feel so surreal? I close my eyes. I pinch myself. Ouch! I felt that, yet I am still here. Eyes openin...
If you had to go on to Heaven, There is one thing I wish you took with you,and that would be your cell phone.Oh, how much you loved to talk on your phone.If you had your phone with you,I would call you everyday,Just to hear your voice,and for you to tell me it's going to be okay.If you could not take me with you to heaven,I'd wish you took your phone,So I could call you when I needed advice,Or on days like today when I ju...
I cling to speeding, spinning cones of leadThat pierce the air and armour, skin and bone;Once deep inside, I ditch my deathly rideAnd spread destruction, quell life's fragile wick.I cleave to sharpened shards of stainless steelThat separate the living from the dead.A scratch, a nick, a cut will let me inTo fester in the ragged bloodied flesh.I steal by roadsides, lakesides, seasides, waitingFor unwary or foolhardy soulsTo...
I guess I really can’t blame them.How could they be expected to know the truth,When all they see is some well-rehearsed smile,That I have been putting on in the morning,Like a clean shirt.I think I have it down to a science,I’ve been doing it for so long.I’ve polished my act to where I almost fool myself sometimes,Yet at times the sadness slips through to the world.My mother asked me the other day if I was doing drugs aga...
Pow, pow, pow!The bullets rainDown.Blood gushes everywherePeople run for their livesFamilies mourn theDeaths of theInnocent bystandersCrying, sorrow, eulogiesThe casket lowered into theGroundWith an empty shell of Bodies that once housedBeautiful souls.Those people never got the Chance to live a fullLife.
