Reading a book alone in the Redwood Forrest On the observational scale, I do sit here in the redwoods in lotus pose, with a copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance on a stack of logs next to me. What is the catch? Is that but the paranoid disillusionment of the redneck hippiesContinue reading “Reading A Book Alone In The Redwood Forrest, a poem”
God fucking cock sucking mother fucking damnit! Quite a poetic opening am I right? Yes a bit blunt but to be honest I am in a foul mood. I started off the year strong by getting published twice in one month, but ever since June it has been a series of pitches and rejection letters.Continue reading “Poetry’s Place in the Revolution: The Rant of a Socialist Poet”
Rebels Lead The March of History! Do not forget, It was the rebels who brought forth our days! And do not forget, the people who learned, But got little praise. Stupid is a condition, Ignorance a choice, So stop the idiotic voice. So cheers to the rebels, Who died for our better days! And peaceContinue reading “Rebels Lead The March of History (a poem)”
In 2118 all music had been made illegal 30 years ago by the Administration. The Administration had decreed “Music promotes diversity. Diversity is the enemy. One nation, one race, one people.”
Losers never win, That is what makes them a loser. President Loser.
A rose in Winter, the best way to describe hope, a rose in Winter.
Donnie dropped the comb into the gold plated bathroom sink again for what felt like the billionth time. “FUCK!” Donnie screamed in frustration. Donnie hated how the stubby fingers on his tiny hands could never get a firm grip on anything they tried to hold. He fished the comb out of the sink bowl andContinue reading “Donnie’s Daddy, A short story by James J. Jackson, Jr.”
chapter 16 The Aftermath Judge Bachman was ecstatic to hear Lewis was in custody. He was disappointed to hear he was in another state and would be tried by a separate Judge, but he would watch the trial coverage on FOX NEWS as close as possible. Once Jack was caught, it wasn’t longContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis Chapter 16”
He sat at the desk in front of his classroom, his undershirt drenched with sweat to the point that the puddles in his armpits began to seep bitter, disgusting odors. Mr. Middleton prayed that they couldn’t smell it. The last thing he needed was to give the students fodder, they came up with plenty ofContinue reading “Mr. Middleton’s Water Works”
Chapter 13 Fun Playing God Needless to say our star crossed lovers spent that night in each others arms. In fact they had spent every night for the last three weeks in each others arms. Never had either one been so happy, so warm, so full of joy. Kate was used to men being douche-bags,Continue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 13.”
Chapter 12 I’m With The Band The next morning they all awoke one by one at the early hour of dawn. They all rubbed their twinging necks and backs and gave each other shit for being so stupid for sleeping sitting up on the couches, especially these couches which they found in a scrapContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 12”
Chapter 11 Portlandians On the third day, the rain had not stopped, and Jack rose that morning in such a hungover stupor that he felt like he was rising from the dead. He stumbled drunkenly into the bathroom and emptied his water-ballooned bladder. He was groggy, he didn’t realize how strong those ales Nancy drankContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 11”
Chapter 10 Nancy Jack walked and walked, depleted of memory or energy. He felt weak, he needed food and needed it fast. He was glad to find water fountains so he could drown his dehydration. Jack hadn’t been in so much pain in years. So devoid of energy and strength, he felt open andContinue reading “Gramercy, The Journey of Jack Lewis. Chapter 10”