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Blackout Poetry

A simple worksheet handout. A sharpie. My writers notebook at bay. And a life where one day I hope it’s acknowledged that everybody bleeds the same, lead me to my simple blacked out poetry piece: “Stop the Hate.” Enjoy. Advertisements

Falling From Cloud 9

Falling From Cloud 9 Everything has been sublime since we first met. It almost feels too good to be true. I want to say, “This is all a dream,” but I won’t. Instead I stand here smiling before you. As you hold onto a glorious bouquet of dazzling flowers. Just for me. A bouquet of … Continue reading

Scripted Therapy

Allow the pen to flow. Let its creativity flourish. There’s no need to erase what it already has in mind. Let the thoughts come. Let them become one with your hand. Hand to pen. Pen to paper. Feel the emotions that thrive through each vein, each pore, each vessel. Yell or scream. Share all that … Continue reading

LET GO…

Let Go… -M. Chavez-Rodriguez¬† Look past the pain. Look past the jealousy, the envy, and the happiness. Look past all that has become nothing more than a facade. Ignore those that are copious, agile and aggressive. Ignore those that are jaded, tainted, and unloved. Do not be bounded by the reckless souls that surround you. … Continue reading

The Letter

The Letter -M. Chavez-Rodriguez Just let me stay to state my ongoing quest. I have a small letter to give with few angles and no curves. It is bright and majestic, short and to the point. You need not speak just listen. So let me stay to question my state, to search my nation for … Continue reading

My Pivotal Moment: A Stolen Kiss

While recently going through some old files I found a poem that I wrote back a couple of years ago. I wrote it a few days after an encounter that changed my life on several levels. Emotionally it bonded my friendship with several individuals and till this day I am still thankful for my girlfriends … Continue reading

Episode of Hands

¬†The Unexpected interest made him flush. Suddenly he seemed to forget the pain, – Consented, – and held out one finger from the others. The gash was bleeding, and a shaft of sun That glittered in and out among the wheels, Fell lightly, warmly, down into the wound. And as the fingers of the factory … Continue reading

Stay Gold

Nothing Gold Can Stay Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

I’m. So. Emo.

Every time I go back home to Bakersfield I like to dig through old boxes of pictures, books, journals and other knick-knacks that showcase my past. My adolescence. All I have to say is – I really was a G-damn Emo kid. Seriously. I mean, I don’t know how many poems that I wrote about … Continue reading

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