baked by the fresh, morning sun the streets reek of boredom, panic, and piss decide to practice increased tactility practice keeping my head from bowing to track my shoes practice my breathing practice regulating judgmental tendencies achieve temporary reprieve enjoy a brief taste of peace until I remember that there is horror horror and death,Continue reading “When death lurks on your morning stroll”
Tag Archives: city life
#76
muttering mumbles the neighbour beyond the wall his life is so hard
The Magician
The day started off normal enough, I muse to myself falling heavily into the chair pulled up to my kitchen table and gripping the cold bottle of lager freshly procured from my fridge. Thinking back on the events of the day, I find myself scarcely able to accept they actually occurred. Life sure can beContinue reading “The Magician”
new apartment
the silver fish flee when my kitchen water flows as I fill the ice cube tray and retire another fallen bottle this apartment is three bottles old and already starts to smell like me
#4
walk under awnings while holding an umbrella life in the city
