Brad : Writing

behind bars...

behind bars...

A Poem by Brad


bartenders used to give me napkins or coasters to sit my drink on...but i just wrote on them...now i get a coaster with a few napkins...this was a coa..
manukuru (lost bird)...

manukuru (lost bird)...

A Poem by Brad


this is me missing my family, my culture, in new zealand...some words are in maori and i've translated them for the reader...manukuru is my maori name
death is a b***h...

death is a b***h...

A Poem by Brad


the title says it all...
small town, 'merica...

small town, 'merica...

A Poem by Brad


this is a kick to all the closed minded idiots who stay stuck in the mud of a their own crapulence whilst judging the outside world....
philosophy 101

philosophy 101

A Poem by Brad


what's it all mean?.....nothing at all....
sweet release...

sweet release...

A Poem by Brad


catharsis in different viens
mettler's....

mettler's....

A Story by Brad


this is why i don't frequent strip clubs...
the dead...

the dead...

A Poem by Brad


sometimes, thanks to whiskey, i think too much about the people around me...
@ midnite...

@ midnite...

A Poem by Brad


the dark side of the clock...alaska excluded
open...

open...

A Poem by Brad


sometimes "closed" is better...