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Monday, February 3, 2014

Monday, January 27, 2014

Coffee's conversations

The pimped coffee...doesn't like the conversations around itself anymore.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

A dysfunctional city in his heart

 There's a dysfunctional city named after her. In his heart.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Destiny's withheld promises

Destiny mocks us well and good, with its bunch of withheld promises.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Kleig light stories

The stories go on with or without the klieg lights. 

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Never despair

Never despair. Even after Gwen Stacy, there is Mary Jane.

Monday, January 20, 2014

Half-smoked cigarette


The half-smoked cigarette wishes someone flicks and drags it one last time.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Maybe

That day, one maybe was poetic, another prophetic. 

Friday, January 17, 2014

Thursday, January 16, 2014

The billboard dazzles

As the billboard dazzles, another credit card is swiped.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Open up

Open up. Let me ruin your loneliness.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Half of the whole

The half of the whole, lives the half-truth the whole life. 

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Thursday, January 9, 2014

Each trip around the sun


Each trip around the sun is different. You will notice by your 30th.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Children of nature


Let us dance in the sun 
wearing wild flowers in our hair
and let us huddle together 
as darkness takes over 

we are at home amidst the 
                    birds and the trees
      for we are 
      children of nature                          ~ Susan Polis Shutz

Monday, January 6, 2014

Headphones


They are pumping in mediocrity. Those headphones of yours.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Silver lining

For us it is the silver lining, for the cloud it is periphery.
Copy: rehaan díaz,  art: rehaan díaz

Friday, January 3, 2014

His prose,her gait


His prose was clean and lyrical, her gait lean and magical.
Copy: rehaan díaz , Art: rehaan díaz

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Cuban cigar smirks in conceit


Resting in a silver casket, the Cuban cigar smirks in conceit.
Cancer knows no nationality.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Faint cosmic significance


We are earthly creatures, with faint cosmic significance.