Tag Archives: insomnia

Waiting For 5 AM

There’s a loneliness to the 4 am grind. You step outside your apartment for some fresh air, and to escape that oppressive heat that seems to seep from the old walls of old buildings in the summer. It’s like you’re … Continue reading

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Adolescent/Middle School Sports Failures

When the only word you’ve written is “fuck”/16 times in a row/then you know you’re in it/a mental dead zone/not writer’s block/but all of your thoughts bottlenecked/fighting to get through/gouging eyes/clawing limbs/a deafening cacophony of thoughts/misery biting the ankles of … Continue reading

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Eye of the Storm

Midnight stuck at the intersection of Yates and Cook with nowhere to go watching the walk sign go through the motions as if beckoning and me too zoned out to get the message. Sometimes by My Bloody Valentine cues up … Continue reading

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11.30.2016

Unfortunately, there was nothing in Stephen King’s On Writing, about how to fix your sleep schedule. There was a whole lot of pertinent information on how to quit booze, cocaine, painkillers, and how to write great adverbs, but nothing on … Continue reading

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Relationships

Me and you, me and her, me and this typewriter, me and my bed, me and Axl Rose, me and my record collection, me and that girl I walked past on Mears street, me and coffee, me and this box … Continue reading

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Terminal Romance

I’m sitting at a bus stop outside my building at 5 o’clock in the morning. Dawn is coming, and the newspaper delivery vans are cruising the streets and dropping off their bundles. I can’t find the courage to stand up … Continue reading

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When the Buses Start Running

You’ve been up all night. The sun isn’t up yet because it’s the dead of winter. You’ve listened to all of the songs and smoked all of the cigarettes and lived all of the clichés that people told you were … Continue reading

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