russ : Writing

Still life of the dirty dishes (do flies think?)

Still life of the dirty dishes (do flies think?)

A Story by russ


unadulterated realness
I could be

I could be

A Poem by russ


Lonely stoner boner beatbox
petrichor

petrichor

A Poem by russ


breathe deep
Bob Gray

Bob Gray

A Poem by russ


IT
Desert Sunrise

Desert Sunrise

A Poem by russ


Sunrise over the desert A Glorious blazing spectacle of molten fire, claws it's way through the clouds and fog over the mountains to the east. A..
bliss

bliss

A Poem by russ


pick your poison
Bleak

Bleak

A Poem by russ


^
vigilance

vigilance

A Poem by russ


old raps o mine I thought I'd dust off and bust out
lo que sea

lo que sea

A Poem by russ


short n sweet
Alone in the Dark

Alone in the Dark

A Story by russ


bad dreams, first chapter of a work in progress

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