Pick

Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

It crumbles into the wind. Rise to a stench of wanting to

care. Walk on a bridge that seems familiar. Discover what’s been

missing, a little of you that has been waiting. In the middle now,

pick your reason. Fall on yoursword, wake up and repeat.


Photographer Unknown


Here are two new videos from the open mic poetry night we had back in March. Follow our facebook/twitter/instagramfor future event info. Hope you enjoy!


Read this piece – Diverge


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Published by: chris jensen

Who am i? i am nothing! Started in nothing! Ending in nothing! Truly free, on a recluse trip floating free, a gift, for those whom resent me! Who am i? Why simple. i am me!

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