Story Telling to Help the Swelling

My name is Riley. If you stumbled upon this page I hope you get something out of it. Something beautiful. These words are mine, unless it says otherwise.
I’m too lazy to get enlightened, he told me once & I like restaurants too much. What does that have to do with anything? I said. I’m not sure, he said, but any excuse is good when there’s change involved.-TSP 

I’m too lazy to get enlightened, he told me once & I like restaurants too
much. What does that have to do with anything? I said. I’m not sure, he
said, but any excuse is good when there’s change involved.

-TSP 

“I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.”

—Charles Bukowski

She asked me when the season of joy was supposed to end & I said I didn’t really think there was an exact date, so we left the tree up till June that year.

-The Story People 

Take a drag

Something Old

I walked out of the park,
I was on the boulevard

I began walking
walking seemed very sensible and
it wasn’t a bad
day.
Just
another day
walking the sidewalk,
the world slanting through
my mind-
a white shot of
light.

Being alone I decided
was a magnificent miracle.
Nothing else
made any sense
at all. 

beat little heart, beat.

we still drink beer and speak of last winter

we still drink beer and speak of last winter

flowing through

“Dear book, this is another day in my life. A life is like a book. A book is like a box. A box has six sides, an inside and and an outside, so, how do you get to what its inside? How do you get whats inside out? Once upon there was a very pretty girl who lived in a beautiful box and everybody loved her.” -Gia

“Dear book, this is another day in my life. A life is like a book. A book is like a box. A box has six sides, an inside and and an outside, so, how do you get to what its inside? How do you get whats inside out?

Once upon there was a very pretty girl who lived in a beautiful box and everybody loved her.”

-Gia

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Deer Tick

—Deer Tick - These Old Shoes

“Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you’re allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It’s like killing yourself, and then you’re reborn. I guess I’ve lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now.” ― Charles Bukowski

“Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you’re allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It’s like killing yourself, and then you’re reborn. I guess I’ve lived about ten or fifteen thousand lives now.” 
― Charles Bukowski