San Diego’s ethnic populations are segregated, for better and worse.
July 11, 2012
nan shartel
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Please God Give Me a Poet Like Pablo Neruda/Edited
April 5, 2012 · nan shartel
Please God give me a poet i scrawl it on the foggy shower door each morn absurdic or acerbic i don't care with or without suitable underwear one of those dreamy beamy smiling idiots found wandering eyes looking up and …
San Diegans with Afro puffs
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too day
July 24, 2012 · richzombie
delirious not be - so serious salty sweet spirituous screw my head on counter clockwise fragrant no chance of a slip and fall its raining lavender
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an optimistic thursday
July 26, 2012 · richzombie
not chasing ghosts or mosquitoes hardly worth recalling those remains lost in the lines around my eyes an optimistic thursday toddles along no need to pat me on the head my wobble fairly strong falling down , though a possibility …
Joshua Tree: More than Just Camping
There isn’t anything spectacular about the town visually. Like many desert towns, the buildings along the main drag are old, unkempt and often vacant. There are few sidewalks, and no trees or landscaping that would …
July 27, 2012
Joshua Tree and Twentynine Palms, California
After hiking in Joshua Tree National Park, I camped in Indian Cove beneath batholiths. I had come to see the Wonderland of Rocks, which thanks to Minerva Hoyt is publicly preserved and accessible. Surrounded by …
June 30, 2011
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Rump Ready
June 8, 2011 · nan shartel
rump ready skinny ass cast in the sand bright red toe nails digging circling in the bleached shore goosebumps forming hair raising tents cold air tries to sustain the chill pulled tight over my shoulders my willing companion grey cable …
A Sonnet by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Only until this cigarette is ended, A little moment at the end of all, While on the floor the quiet ashes fall, And in the firelight to a lance extended, Bizarrely with the jazzing music …
March 7, 2012
My friend Kelly, a Mission Valley prostitute?
Kelly sprints out of the hotel, carrying her luggage. I don’t even recognize her. Kelly (not her real name) was always a beach babe, brown hair with sun-kissed highlights, skinny with curves. This girl running …
September 19, 2012
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God Wants Me to Write
October 4, 2012 · Mindy Ross
Every time I think about quitting, something good happens to pull me back again. I have been a romance novelist for about a year, and it has been one long, bumpy ride. For six months, I wrote Glamour Ghost while …
A Sunday Morning After a Saturday Night
She’s so happy, this girl, she’s sending out sparks like a brush fire, so lit with life her eyes could beam airplanes through fog, so warm with his loving we could blacken our toast on …
August 1, 2012