Drew @drewb
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Stay
You don't always stay for long.
It's just a drive-by, an idle hunt for a new hobby, or an old one set to lie. Window shopping fresh ways out, tangled strings leading back to the mouth of the cave. Knots are just a new checkpoint. You're supposed to move forward, after...
It's just a drive-by, an idle hunt for a new hobby, or an old one set to lie. Window shopping fresh ways out, tangled strings leading back to the mouth of the cave. Knots are just a new checkpoint. You're supposed to move forward, after...
Drew's Pantry
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9
Tangerines
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12
Cookies
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18
Beers
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10
Pineapples
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12
Steaks
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14
Dumplings
🥃
14
Whiskeys
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14
Sushis
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17
Bacons
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9
Coffees
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16
Chocolate Bars
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6
Teas
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8
Eggs
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5
Waffles
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Strawberries
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You Want? You Like?
I don't mean this to be an incendiary topic, but I wonder if this view or the opposing one is felt with any passion by anyone here.
There's a monumental question, in determining your path forward, in what you choose to use as your North Star. Your guiding principle,...
There's a monumental question, in determining your path forward, in what you choose to use as your North Star. Your guiding principle,...
Villa
It was pity, I later decided.
It was a wonder that their tattered ball didn't disintegrate at each pass, each kick. They could have easily mended it, I mused, judging by the scraps of clothes already at hand presently dangling limply from their emaciated frames.
I often watched during my work breaks....
It was a wonder that their tattered ball didn't disintegrate at each pass, each kick. They could have easily mended it, I mused, judging by the scraps of clothes already at hand presently dangling limply from their emaciated frames.
I often watched during my work breaks....
The Air
There was a coffee pot we both once poured from. It knew each our mugs fondly, despite their births from home-kiln. Turn was never taken to fill, the task handled itself.
Soil as rich as freshly-ground wove together the idylls we procured from this farm. It rained each day...
Soil as rich as freshly-ground wove together the idylls we procured from this farm. It rained each day...
Glimpse
Play it where it lies, the coach told his students. What kind of a class is golf, they thought before signing up for a free credit. They paid $2,500 to walk through grass, with some distraction. They got more exercise than most of their gym memberships from that class. Some...
Like A Journal
It seems there was once a time where we all know, can even agree on and join together in remembrance, that's completely devoid of the past, the facts. Perhaps it is the case that there are such things as past facts, as well, but that's a topic for another time....
Clee Shay
The ruinous resentment
Rebels bellyache the present
Like they ran a taste for weapons
Edges slashing through the air
Until you feel a taste of life And listen, open up your sight Before your mind appears a sprite Another land you've seldom dreamed
Can a man be truly...
Until you feel a taste of life And listen, open up your sight Before your mind appears a sprite Another land you've seldom dreamed
Can a man be truly...
Enough
"You got enough of me today."
I close my laptop. A weight I had previously not recognized lifts off of my chest. My lungs taste air for the first time in hours.
I look outside. It's dark out. My home becomes an illuminated crib staving off the box of nighttime's...
I close my laptop. A weight I had previously not recognized lifts off of my chest. My lungs taste air for the first time in hours.
I look outside. It's dark out. My home becomes an illuminated crib staving off the box of nighttime's...
A Slow Burn II
We'd found the temple after three days of hiking through rainforest, jungle, and other groupings of mercilessly green vegetation. It looked like it had been expecting us. The doors had been rent apart, and vines like guiding arrows led the way for us inside.
Inside, a lucid flow of...
Inside, a lucid flow of...
A Slow Burn
We'd found the temple after three days of hiking through rainforest, jungle, and other groupings of mercilessly green vegetation. It looked like it had been expecting us. The doors had been rent apart, and vines like guiding arrows led the way for us inside.
Of The Line
"Whenever someone starts talking to you about purity, the old 'Oh you mustn't', they're just trying to scare you," the oarsman told the lad sitting next to him. "All those fucks have done bad and thought worse, trust me."
The kid was barely tall enough to see over the...
The kid was barely tall enough to see over the...