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Jose Has Left The Building

Outside

I ran into Matthew

He was selling cherry

Encrusted cashews

I’m like damn, that sounds good, how much?

He said, for you? a thousand bucks

That’s a little pricey

Then Matthew noticed

The building I was coming out of

He said, what were you doing

In there? In there, what were you doing?

His finger pointed, it shone

Underneath the streetlight

2 minutes ago it was mid-afternoon

And now a dark warm summer night?

I said, let’s take a walk my friend

I got a story worth a thousand cashews

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Poetry

ATLANTA SOLDIER

My writing has improved so much
I write in such a way. In a way so such
I don’t drink Crush, I just go for the Fanta
Last night I drove to Atlanta
For a poetry slam at a bar few attend
I came with no friends and left with a couple
My poems were subtle, my words were direct
I recited a hidden poem titled, A Jumbled Mess
It brought the house down indeed, the whole crowd was wildin’
I began the reading with a scowl and ended straight smiling
I was like, do I deserve to be happy, I haven’t felt joy in so long
I was gonna leave after I read mine but instead my stay I prolonged
I fucked with a few poems read, I’m usually just a fan of my own
I exchanged numbers with some, I said, I have to go home

Someone texted me this morning and said, Can you call me?
And re-read that poem?

I almost cried

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Poetry

Nocturnality

Knock
Turnal
Eternal nocturnality
Living not for a salary
Everyday I can create
I wake up not knowing what I’ll create
That’s why it’s fun, to write like my pen is a gun
That’s a simile
And when I woke up this morning I did not know
I would use that simile

That is the spontaneity we posses
Impress ourselves
Never nothing less
When I got out the shower
I got dressed
And headed downstairs thinking,
Oh boy, what will I write next?!

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The Loneliest Lad

I admit it I’m alone. But honestly I like being alone EXCEPT for one or two hours in the day. For one or two hours in a day I wish I had a cool girlfriend. That’s it! Take away that hour or two and I’m completely fine by myself.

Those couple of hours really take a toll on me. Sad! Funny thing is, when I get a cool girlfriend I’m only gonna want to spend one or two hours per day on her…maybe she’ll be ok with that. Wouldn’t that be ideal?!

I admit it I’m alone. People think it’s creepy for me to be alone….as if being alone is a brand new concept. Nope. It’s been going on since time immemorial, folks…

That’s all for now.

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