Words and Lines

I have been sketching out doodles like this for a while now. I’m going to try and polish them and see what comes of it. I’m not too fond of how the text lies in this one. Let me know what you think.

A Poem 2: Under the Bridge

Oh, oh how the low waters flow preparing, splitting, scraping Below, cold rolled  stones split and grow While over currents are warmths colliding   Your quick yell down the valley rips In echoes as this aquaphobia insists And the energy of offput kicks grips Fluid like a mouth keeping mist   But your fear is…

C418 – Volume Beta

C418 – Volume Beta C418 3/5 On his new album Minecraft Volume Beta, C418 updates Minecraft volume Alpha by replacing the endearing innocence of his previous melodies with a mixture of piano and symphonic synthesizers as well as more hard edged saw synth effects. I have a deep nostalgia for Minecraft volume Alpha having fallen…

A story 5: Cigarillos wrapped in dirty paper

I had just gotten into a fight with my brother on the phone about not making it to his going away party when I found out my car wouldn’t start. The battery had been acting funny for weeks now. Working and stopping. I had learned to rely on the kindness of strangers to give me…