RutabagaMac : Writing

Vulnerable

Vulnerable

A Story by RutabagaMac


The vulnerability of love
Broke

Broke

A Poem by RutabagaMac


About how the world is corrupt the usual.
A Working Class Tool

A Working Class Tool

A Poem by RutabagaMac


Depicting the rich getting richer and the poor suffering.
Indescribable

Indescribable

A Poem by RutabagaMac


I've had emotions I can't explain or give a proper name or description, until now. Let me know your thoughts.
Present Daymares

Present Daymares

A Poem by RutabagaMac


Just a rant from being observant I guess... it's sad how much we love things and how badly we treat people. I can't save the world. But I can call out..
Tasteless and Stale

Tasteless and Stale

A Poem by RutabagaMac


Stale.The taste of my life is stale.Bending but not breaking.Forcing it to no avail.No change,but all has shifted.I feel mediocre,I felt once gifted.M..
Blog, I guess?

Blog, I guess?

A Story by RutabagaMac


Not sure how to label this but I need to vent.
True Torture

True Torture

A Story by RutabagaMac


My real life experience...
In A Little Box

In A Little Box

A Poem by RutabagaMac


I'm in a little box.A 5 by 5 cold room.There's a telephone in the wall.I'm surrounded in gloom.I'm alone in this box.I do not know what to expect.Ther..
I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm sorry, Dad.

A Poem by RutabagaMac


A look into my past and relationship with my father, it's a touchy subject and one of my biggest motivations behind my work.