Rosalie (Copyright Unlistedmuse, 2009) *blows smoke* Youth…what bullshit. It doesn’t matter what age you are now, really. Because you can always buy a younger face. They name the price, I can pay it. *sips from her wine* I was your age once. And I bet I did it better than you. These days it’s about [...]
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Black Liquor
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged body image, booze, childhood, cigarettes, decades, emotion, identity, life, life experience, loss of virginity, Love, missed opportunities, modern standards, monologues, Mothers, neighborhood, philosophy, plays, pop culture, relationships, sex, solitude, unrequited love on November 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Inquiring Minds Want to Know
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged animals, appocolypse, cities, city animals, identity, life, life experience, nature, neighborhood, pure evil, rodents, suirrels, Wildlife, writing on September 12, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I clutched my unzipped backpack to my chest, my left hand scrabbling around for my keys. Was this it? My fingers bypassed a crumb-covered pen and a wadded up plastic bag. I noticed the tiny feet inching closer to my place of terror, and I backed up a few inches. A noise to my right [...]
Unstable Ocean
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged city, dreams, free verse, identity, life, neighborhood, philosophy, solitude, work, writing on September 2, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Have you ever stood in the middle of something, where you could barely see the sky? Like, if you craned your head all the way back, you could maybe see the glimmer of one star and the outline of half the moon? Well the city looms like trees. Black and silver, like the kind of [...]
Awkward Sentences
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged destiny, emotion, Love, missed opportunities, plays, relationships, screenplay, short films, solitude, soulmates, unrequited love, work, writing on August 30, 2009 | 1 Comment »
The Bench- Script for Short Film Guy: you were wearing a red jacket Girl: yeah, it was kind of off red. Guy: and the wind was kind of blowing your hair around Girl: I miss that jacket, I lost it on a bus. Guy: February? Girl: No, December, right around the holidays. *** Guy: It [...]
This Memo Is Late
Posted in Creative Writing, tagged coffee, coffee shops, colour, consciousness, dreams, education, emotion, graduation, identity, life, life experience, Love, meaningful living, memory, music, philosophy, reality, relationships, solitude, sunset, the Beatles, the future, time, university, work, writing on August 9, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
December 3rd, 2008. One blue, glass mug. Two cold feet. Non functioning wireless router. Cofee shop for refuge from normal life functions. I’m in a quiet mood. Not the surface quiet type mood- more like the soul-deep silence. Where the quiet is vacuum sealed, and when I break it, there might be a sucking noise. [...]
