Poncho and Lefty (Music after words) Living on the road my friend Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't your mama's only boy But her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into… Continue reading Writing by Dead Writers, Townes Van Zandt
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Digital Blinks, Part 1
It’s ok (Spontaneous Prose)
It's ok (Spontaneous Prose).
A Short Story, A Spontanous Writing Experiment.
I'll be here all night. Figuring some stuff out. Experimenting with some dark matter. See you at sunrise. I don't even know what im going to write. Couple topics, some old memories, some future events that will never happen but be remembered more than those that did. I was going to keep editing but fuck… Continue reading A Short Story, A Spontanous Writing Experiment.
You want to know where people really think? (re-edit)
The passengers just want to go home, and for most of these people they have no clue where home is anymore. They’re just going somewhere, who knows, probably to a new city, because they still love life and want to smile once more without forcing feelings that aren’t there just yet. These people believe in… Continue reading You want to know where people really think? (re-edit)
Adventures In American Writing 