Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Michigan gets cold, but the fall, oh man the fall the beauty, like Maine, trees and leaves oh my brief breeze with a sneeze, donuts, hay bales pumpkins with candles around the corner nice cider to warm her up scotch, no glass, thank you she mumbles something about a hot summer we, her and I, do this...

i'm stuck and been stuck for a few years now i tried things some big things and failed, ego blew the fuck up 28 now and i feel less, feeling like the little i inside and if another person tells me i'm young again i might just use words to let them know just maybe, maybe some how let them know, perha...

drunkin' stupor
I be in
spring is here
the mountain boys
down south will be
makin' their moonshine
sending it north to my parts
there is still snow here
during the day
it melts away
my room is messy
strewn about, dusty
time to clean
be anew
as I emerge from
my deep winter
cacoon

abc to 123 generations teaching me heaven and hell Absolute Nothingness equal to all community Friend OR Foe division line of cookie cutter times but is this a jam? gotta go and watch listen mingle the music in a small dirty rectangle room People, solo, uno Takes one to be in a gathering of words ti...

Well, smell-o-rama. Shit, good thing I'm trying to quit smoking, I can actually taste and smell things again, not that it matters. Thank you much for the welcome. Shall we begin?

It's michigan. I'm here, because I write. I know a few, rather several people from Litkicks posting. As in knowing them, I mean to say read some words they wrote on a computer. As far as this site goes, I have no idea, I will post as I will. I will defiantly be reading, good to keep up with the stor...

Hey cool cats and crazy mouth spoutin' fire boiled humans. Got the link, via email, I be here. Posting is as posting does.