Tag: writing
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A Moment of Gratitude For Such Pain
By Emmanuel Williams I’m in pain. I had sex 3x in the last week with separate prostitutes. It cost more than I like to admit. Then there was the price… After I sobered up and calmed down to prepare for the next semester of College, which will officially start tomorrow, I saw an actual couple…
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D* Strong Brain
By Emmanuel Williams You saw her You said once You said twice She left you Tis a story old as time Do you know why Did you look and suddenly speak I never look without taking a leap My dick is stronger than my brain I look for butts, I look for asses I stick…
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To My Mother, To My Father
By Emmanuel Williams To my mother upon the Earth I give you my body I give you my human flesh May you nurture what you can of me To my father among the Sky I give you my mind I give you my every thought May you bathe my empty spine You are who I…
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Letters to Lestat – The Reznor Letter
By Emmanuel Williams Dearest Lestat, I don’t write to you for the blog fans, or facebook fans, or anyone else. This is between you and me. I write to you when I’m feeling manic or if I fear mania is near. Today is not one of those days. Thank the Universe, I know when to…
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Before This Gold
By Emmanuel Williams Here I sit in the best grand marigold hotel… on Colfax… in Denver, CO. On my own again… YES!! Now I can eat my own food! This poet has fled the (second) nest (a second time)! First I left my mother’s house in the projects while she entertained lovers so she could…
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I Wanna Have A Daughter.
By Emmanuel Williams Ain’t no passin’ craze. “I sit In my desolate room No lies No music…” -“Sugar”, System of a Down The room is dark around me. One lamp. My two computer displays. One screen plays “The Godfather” (Don Corleone was just murdered), the other is a fresh Google Doc meant to tell you…
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The Case for Marriage
By Emmanuel Williams Okay so we jumped the broom And it turns out I’m crazy What if she turns out crazy? We’re still fucking married here So I fuck longer than she does That’s a record, not a flaw So she snores, I snore too But I provide. I always provide. I never come home…
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Let Autumn Come…!
By Emmanuel Williams Let Autumn Come Like a Chevy Camaro at 70 miles an hour No music, no hemi, just the acceleration on the wind Let Autumn Come Let the wind shift every branch More powerful than the sun More persistent than the rain Let Autumn Come On the wings of Angels Be they from…
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A Heart & An Existence
By Emmanuel Williams How the hell’d we wind up like this? Am I happy? Not yet! Do you love someone? Not yet! I don’t even love Jesus, right now, I love porn, alcohol, and evey single fucking cigarette I have to myself. But I don’t have a cuddle, squeeze, or… of course there’s a crush…
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Letters to a Lover – one
By Emmanuel Williams Dear Lover, This is the first time I’m reaching out to the Great Goddess. At least in literature. And you will not be ashamed that I sought you. I am your lover. I will always be. You are mine, and I am yours. Wherever we are in the universe. It is our…
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L’amour, Est-Il Pour Le Reste D’entre Nous?
By Emmanuel Williams A piece of me… Beyond triggers… “Evil will always be easy, Good will always be difficult, Happiness is resilient.” Emmanuel Williams (Based mostly on Anne Rice’s “Interview with the Vampire”, first pages) Which translates to commonality growing among triggers. Triggers are common. It’s naive to think otherwise. Youthful. Pollyannaish… I want something…
