Remembering 9/11- Remembering Jimmy Cherry
This is a memorial post dedicated to the late Jimmy Cherry who my family lost on 9/11/04. A different tragedy, for a different reason. I published this in 2009 in the first years of Oddball Magazine. Jason
This is a memorial post dedicated to the late Jimmy Cherry who my family lost on 9/11/04. A different tragedy, for a different reason. I published this in 2009 in the first years of Oddball Magazine. Jason
There once was a town it seemed that was always cold. Even when it was warm it still was always cold. The people were mean. The people weren't [...]
Stuck in the mud I'm stuck In the mud Not dumb but wish I Could be someone Realistically Statistically Idiocy is my History Where Nothing matters But whatever I'm writing sentences [...]
Hello, In case you haven't seen me lately, I would like to reintroduce myself. My name is Jason Wright and I am the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. I [...]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIsPjQPTPjE&feature=youtu.be So a lot of people don't get poetry this poem is for them... Roses are red, Violets are blue This is the beginning of a poem You've known since childhood [...]
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How do I prove that I belong on the mic with all of you? Alright let me try Well been writing nearly half my life through times of strife and lows [...]
It reeks like good bud on the train today No other way to finish a shitty day Getting a contact high in the spot I'm standing Writing a week after the [...]
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Everyone expects writers to write about tragedy when it strikes, you know? Let the newspaper do that Let writers give you an escape, from all that. That’s my job. I [...]
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Sweating Waiting for the breeze To take me away From these city streets Listening to Emcees And Dreaming of beaches Feeling free as I walk My mind is on weekend mode [...]
I wish I had a thousand apologies, for my brain and all its awkwardcies for all the pain I see in my minds eye Nobodies perfect, people make mistakes, but I [...]
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See this is a scene "The Blue Sphere" Shahnawaz Achhiwala © 2010 Where dreams take shape Shift like riots on tv Where the walrus speaks And says. “We are [...]
the pills I take To make my hands not shake To make my mind erase Each place Where I've stayed too long Or wrote a song with no rhymes No reason [...]
Punk Fish it is a lazy sunday, in my boxers listening to cash and kinks kind of day, a soulful sunday listening to the sounds of silence and loneliness, the sounds [...]