It was a searing heat that rendered this afternoon. I looked up into the skies and found no coolness in their summery azure. I then walked up the mangled sidewalk towards navy blue tents. All around us locomotives were coming and going fast enough, buzzing away as a sorrowful ballad played on the radio. It … Continue reading Vigor
I fear in almost a dream-like state... and now the world dreams with me. It was as if the world had blinked and found itself hurtling into a blinding state of bedlam. I knew the signs and it needed help... so I hunkered down into a place of sentient sanity, a would-be haven of illustriously … Continue reading Silvercodes
Light Rail and Metro Rail: Whirling beasts in transit and they bind our cities together. Enmeshed by motion. I call it an enigma... and when it halts, a nuisance, for we are sardines in a can of searing heat: sunlight and anger. It gives me not the view I crave nor the comfort I seek. … Continue reading The Pulseless Magnetic
I love old photos. I love looking at all my loved ones as they were: younger, a bit unsure, hopeful... All the things I am. I look at them and I see a form of certainty. Here there were thousands of ways their lives could have played out. But it came to be that I … Continue reading The Center of the Universe
Do you ever feel trapped? Trapped in today and that you'll never have that better tomorrow. It will never start because whatever this is, it will never end. Because I feel it. Now. And later on, I know. I am dipped in it so deeply I am it. And whatever I was before is another … Continue reading A Wish for Some Air
If I could tell you one thing about the future, it would be that...It gets worse.But then it gets better.But it gets worse again.Then, good again. A little steady good. It all depends on what you think will last longer.You get tired a lot, I'm sure.It's the carbs. We've got to cut down and we … Continue reading A Present for the Past and Future
I believe there are times where we've fought and questioned ourselves until we find that there is nothing by which we can improve on any further. We need others. We need even society for it is a place where we can draw upon and mull over the standards and virtues built by generations. There is … Continue reading A Beautiful Dead-End
You must forgive me. A wave of nostalgia has hit and forced me to lie still in rememory. It was fitting, but I grew somber. How could I have forgotten the joy of this or that? How could I, when I have spent the better half forging life out of reason? So where was the … Continue reading Stop.
The minutes had grown to weeks that day, just another pile-driver to the head as I got yelled at a fourth time, this time for writing the wrong finding on a monitoring sheet. How was I, an amateur, supposed to know she had a rare heart disease!? (Through the admitting sheet, maybe.) We chatted it … Continue reading Hell after Hell, a Nightclub story
Where would anybody ever find meaning? Where could they make their mark? Yesenia had thought it lay in a city more than 300 miles away, just as far as she perceived her dreams were from being reality. Her reality was the arranged marriages they would have with merchants and the embellished wooden calesas that drove … Continue reading Bisabuela
The Typewritten Tales 