NO ROCK, JUST THESAME OLD BOTTOM “Get up!” The jail guard shouted, making Adam almost jump from the small rectangle he had been calling a bed for the weekend. His head was spinning, the room was a mix of weird, twisted architecture. It was as if the squar...
UNPLEASANT SURPRISE Adam’s smile covered his entire face, from ear to ear. “What are you so happy about?” Charlie asked, coming home from work. Adam put his phone on the living’s room table and went on to reply, “I’ve just spoken to the dean of Columbia U...
"We turn toward God only to obtain the impossible. As for the possible, men suffice." -Leon Chestov. A maré se vai - Adrian Gabardo Sometimes the strongest knot is the weakest, when you feel like the right is certain, there is more left than you imagined....
SUDDEN NEED “Oh, this place looks so lame.” Adam thought as he saw the big sign saying “The Winter Farmer”. Putting his thoughts aside, Adam walked into the café and immediately saw Page, having a drink near the vases of plants by the window. The near-aut...
All is Gone - Adrian Gabardo I guess it's true, everything does turn to rust, time is such a careless bitch, dropping you to the ground on every opportunity. Everything I've been, has now vanished, the once sweet kid, is just a bag of sorrow and apathy. M...
TIRING INDECISION Adam’s room was stinking of sweat, alcohol and weed. Probably days had passed since he last opened a window, sun hadn’t shined inside those four walls for almost as long and the air being recycled several times had become simply suffocat...
Every Writer Needs His Muse - Adrian Gabardo It's the little things she does, the way she smiles, the way she looks at you, the emotions your heart feels every time you get a glimpse of her shiny dark hair. That warm feeling that runs through yours veins,...
SERIOUS BOREDOM Days had passed since Adam’s encounter with Page, not that he had thought about it much. The days after were pretty much summed up by ‘drink, work, fuck, sleep and restart’. At this moment, Adam was at the sleep part of it. It was the midd...
Sleepy, I wake up.6 AM, my clock tells me.But I don't need it to say the time anymore,I know it already,as everyday, it's the same thing.It's the same old song,every day.It's the same old poem,being told, again and again.It's the same words coming from my...
The horizon always looks much brighter,that is where the rainbows belong,not here near me,where all the lights are dim.It's on the horizon that you belong too,you're a bright spot so far away,that even though I want to be with you,there are many mountains...
“Tick, tock...” “Tick, tock...” The sound came from the clock. “Tick, tock…” “Tick, tock…” The ticking echoed in the entire apartment. Almost in the same beat, the sweat drops fell from Adam’s chin to the ground. His heart was beating twice every second....
The pain helps, sometimes. It tells me the truth, the fragile claim that I'm still human. The thought that I, this bag of meat and bones, am still important, that I'm someone. Rage and the burning fire of hate, keep my fading flame live. The love and the...
The wine bottle dries, the drops leave its recipient one by one. The content that once stained all matter, now slowly and silently fade away. The once sweet and delightful taste, has turned into a sour, bitter and worthless, leftover in which the desperat...
