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I couldn’t help but wonder if this ride was worth the torture. If this mind was all to blame. If the thoughts that I’d succumbed to, were like clouds I’d chosen, over solid ground for me to step.

» Posted By Ruben On 02.10.2012 @ 10:56 pm


where would I be if I hadn’t built these borders to keep strangers away from this heart I’ve mined from the fields of rotten crops I had to choose from?

» Posted By Ruben On 02.08.2012 @ 1:14 am


Happiness was a gift I delightfully accepted when I came into your stratosphere it was given to me like leis from a greeter in Hawaii. I needed to feel accepted. A comet like me always seems to crash into parties, but you welcomed me whole heartedly into your abode.

» Posted By Ruben On 02.06.2012 @ 5:56 pm


And as we continued up the seemingly endless hill, a spark lit up inside us as we heard sounds we had not heard in years. They were the sound of laughter and thrills. Our desperation gave way for excitement and we climbed this hurdle faster than we had any other. For on the other side awaited life.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.12.2012 @ 12:44 am


Why the need to find beauty where others seek? Is liking the unnatural a way for our souls to feel accepted. Why should we push logic aside? Opting to succumb to unruly folklore for the sake of finding peace.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.08.2012 @ 1:46 pm

Where there would be a garden I found only swamp. His petals enveloped me, a surefire way to gain my allegiance. But after the ravishing came the instinctive need to get away from the garden we tended to all night. Repulsed by my own weakness. Body betrays mind so often.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.08.2012 @ 1:39 pm


what a dream to eat every donut I could buy without a calorie to hold me accountable. Yet I sit here counting ever last bite, even chewing without swallowing, since I have no self worth until my belly leaves me.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.06.2012 @ 11:38 am


Had Sally only known the lost need for her cooking; she would have laid down beaten utensils and walked out the door to live her life. Her family was certainly not making the most of it, why would they care if the chef left the building?

» Posted By Ruben On 01.05.2012 @ 12:33 pm


The pain wasn’t bad. I had enough whiskey in stock to make a couple men forget their sorrows. But my mental state had dived deep into depths undiscovered and best kept unlit.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.05.2012 @ 1:05 am


there was nothing left for me to give as the trunk full of memories lay discarded in the corner of the empty room. I had little memory of what began this descent into the discarding of my being, but then again, I’d sold my memories to anyone who’d buy them.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.03.2012 @ 10:36 pm


there was no need for champagne as the drunks were already merry. Instead we uncorked a bottle of the cheapest wine we had and took their money. They wouldn’t notice. They would come back in the morning asking what they did, and we respond that they were happy drunks. Who knows where those bruises came from.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.02.2012 @ 11:38 pm


there is no glimmer in tonight’s situation. Only the dread which no doubt will lend itself for months to come. Stitches hold together the body I’ve been working on since June.

» Posted By Ruben On 01.01.2012 @ 11:51 pm


I’m rather unstable… contradicting thoughts pollute my mind but I was born in LA so my lungs take to smog better than fresh air.

» Posted By Ruben On 12.02.2011 @ 1:08 pm


What I should be doing instead of rift rafting about my day, instead of sup was happenings? I should be paying close attention to the mistakes that came before me. This land isn’t going to conquer itself and my name is Napoleon.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.22.2011 @ 4:19 pm


I was not prepared for the light at sea. I’d given up hope and was ready to drown when they found me. Born a cynic, there was no hope for me to draw from. But the fireworks came, fed, and took me in. Now I know I’m not alone.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.20.2011 @ 5:21 am


The way this moves so slow so glacial. Yet when we slide, so quick so sudden. Would our heat ever melt the ground that’s under? Or can we toy with love’s duality. Pain and pleasure in our hands.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.12.2011 @ 11:33 pm


Zebra, leopard, and sequins all shone down on the crowd. This eclectic rhythmic goddess was howling, rhyming, and panting with every ounce of his being. The two spirit innovator on stage wore gold. His stilettos kept him grounded like Napoleon’s did him.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.10.2011 @ 1:50 am


When the alarm rings I’m still surprised. A text from you means the muscles around my mouth get an unnecessary workout. But I don’t care, nothing another shot of botox couldn’t cure. Years from now we’ll have too many wrinkles in our faces to cure with simple injections. You and me my friend, wrinkled road dogs til the end.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.06.2011 @ 6:32 pm


It was raining in the recesses of my heart. But I couldn’t find the spots from which the leak had sprouted, so I couldn’t stop the tears from running down my eyes. On days like these when I didn’t know why I was crying, I simply blamed it on my mother. The bitch deserved a little blame from time to time. After all, I’d exhausted my father’s neglect as the source of my sorrow.

» Posted By Ruben On 11.04.2011 @ 8:22 pm


To have it burn inside me is a feeling I’ve gone without for so long I’ve forgotten how good it feels to have it reciprocated. The last time I fell in love in didn’t go so well, because it was a one sided romance. But I won’t rush it, I’ll just wait for it to find me. “Maybe this time…”

» Posted By Ruben On 10.31.2011 @ 10:38 pm


How could I relate to a pampered upbringing if I only experienced riches for 6 of my 22 years on Earth? I was envious and wanted more than the rotten lot my father’s mistakes had afforded me. So I stole. I stole until I couldn’t bare it anymore. A lie was creeping up inside me turning into vomit in my throat, but I could not regurgitate it. I was sure I’d lose every last friend, as the deepest circle in Dante’s Inferno is reserved for betrayers.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.21.2011 @ 2:20 am


Our mutual consent was all we thought we needed. So when we pulled the trigger at the same time we thought it would be fair game. Even when we caught it on camera, the fact that I survived allowed them to try me for first degree murder. Only two centimeters from completing the job, she was only able to hit me so that’d I’d forever lose control of my legs.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.19.2011 @ 12:35 am


Love is dull. Its no longer full as it once was, of promise. It is now pregnant with the impossible expectations we sucked dry from the media’s portrayal of what love should be. According to the mainstream outlook, a good romance is one driven by consumerism and desperate codependency.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.18.2011 @ 1:53 am


Chemical warfare was a childish thing of the past. What with the invention of telepathy, because yes, it was man made. Humankind now has much bigger threat to which they could not run home to escape. The enemy was everywhere and everyone.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.17.2011 @ 2:14 am


It has been brought to my attention that I am cold. Frigid bitches can only hold cold hearts. Compassion breeds heat which an icy heart cannot carry.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.13.2011 @ 8:11 pm


Spring is a season that God created to show his power and glory. Though spring may come and go His word does not.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.12.2011 @ 8:34 pm


I’ve no talk of prosperity to give you. I am an old man, and like every old man before him, I’ve seen very much. Unlike them, I will not go on about the “wisdom” I’ve gained, because I have none. I am but an old fool, who’s biggest achievement was to simply have the decency to stay and raise a family, even if it was against his very nature.

» Posted By Ruben On 10.07.2011 @ 2:34 pm


I was incredulous of the amount of effort Jeffrey had put into my surprise birthday party. After all, we’d only been going out four months. Wasn’t it a bit over the top to put on such a lavish party? Or am I just embittered by the fact no one has done this for me before? Are we so cynical as to dismiss romance when it begs to be received?

» Posted By Ruben On 09.30.2011 @ 10:25 pm


half of a whole is what you will discover when you cut something by fifty percent. Completing something is much more of an achievement than just going half way on something and for that a whole will always beats half, but that is just my opinion

» Posted By Ruben On 09.29.2011 @ 12:48 pm


I was pressed for time, couldn’t imagine what else I’d need on this journey to destiny. So I forgot my compass, unbeknownst of the fact that I’d be dumped into a land of no direction.

» Posted By Ruben On 09.25.2011 @ 1:37 pm

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