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The sun raised itself over the skyline, shining brightly through the open windows of Al’s room. The two rose in sync everyday, but Al did so less gracefully. The slender, … Continue reading Shitty Games
INSPIRED BY AND FEATURING ARTWORK BY CHEENO. Seasar Waterways sat in his swimming trunks on the edge of a wooden dock leading out to his father’s favorite river, The Ways. … Continue reading Fear of the Sea
Before there was Time, all of the Present accepted itself as subject to Change. There was no reason to look behind or forward, to have a Past or Future. The … Continue reading Before There Was Time
Read part 1. The Cover. My idea was to portray a carefree young black girl. Cheeno did a cool job. My eyes are closed to imply unabashed innocence. My mouth … Continue reading About “Jamaican Accent” (2/2)
The Idea. I was experiencing the well dubbed writer’s block. I knew why, but I didn’t understand why I couldn’t push through. Suddenly I had a lot of free time … Continue reading About “Jamaican Accent” (1/2)
Almost two months later, here I am typing from my laptop again. I’ve had three laptops before this one in my life. None of them were new and none of … Continue reading Computer Fixed. “Jamaican Accent” Update.
RUMBLINGS is Nadia Rumbolt’s freshman poetry book collection of 44 poems loosely organized into themes exploring the deeper parts of the mind, self in society, love, inner madness, and self … Continue reading “Rumblings” Poetry eBook Available!
haunted a poltergeist lives in the attic of my head feels feelings numbed presently are entranced in the past time the past always leaves the present never stays the future … Continue reading Petite Poems of 3.1
Judge & Jury You become what you judge people for being To stay humble, see yourself in everyone especially the people you judge Live We live backwards, Trails of disappointments … Continue reading Petite Poems of 3
I’m out of words to say. No. What I mean is I feel everything needing to be said has already been given life through the sound of feeling and thought. … Continue reading Resonance