One Thing about Something (Post-Structural Prose)
One cold morning while nursing a hangover one walked the school grounds in the humid air. Exposed hands were stuck to a phone scratched and dented. A phone was stuck to the side of a face blemished,...
View ArticleNietzsche, these are just words.
Nietzsche, these are just words The mirror shoots a startling reflection back through my eyes to my brain; I am exactly the opposite of what I see on this side, but I am there, that’s me. Nerve...
View ArticleThe Perplexing Idiot
The perplexing idiot does not fuck around. There is conviction. They exist all day every day at all times. They are punctual. They need not be asked. They are one hundred percent always. They are. The...
View ArticleAdvice on Advice
Photo of Bill Murray which resides on my fridge. Oh, the scrutiny, but who cares? People seem to matter themselves with things that don’t matter. What is another person’s opinion of you, to you? What...
View ArticleJust like Everyone Else
A day where the sun hangs above you like tree limbs in a forest, walking the corridors blue and green. To the office, to life, to whatever may be inside. What it might, or might not. Watching the clock...
View ArticleSleeping to Death
Going to class does not necessarily make you any smarter than anyone else in the world. What people fail to realize is that in order to gain something of quality, to progress as a person beneficially,...
View Articleinvest in a dictionary
i can’t help it when i have to say the things i have to say. i tell the people i “know” what i think. i am like a child just thinking and saying my thoughts, not some group think experiment. what i...
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