Tag Archives: nights

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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One Bad Night

I wrote 33 poems in one night. I drank nothing but 7-11 coffee and chewed on a cigarette that I told myself I didn’t deserve to light unless I got everything in my head down on paper. Normally, writing that … Continue reading

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Night Shift.

You see a lot of sunrises when come off the night shift and a couple of whiskeys haven’t put you to bed yet. I pick a strand of cat hair off of my glass and watch the pink and orange … Continue reading

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