I Am Buraot

Being homeless at all is no feat. That’s why I was surprised why anyone would choose to go homeless when he has a home he could go to. The streets are not safe and oftentimes mean. You could get mugged anytime, killed if you’re unlucky. But Sarge, like some homeless veterans, has a more serious [...]

Venice Beach, Los Angeles. Almost always it is a very calm, quiet and peaceful place. Contrary to the eclectic impressions a tourist might have during the day, the nights have a small-town feel to it. On any given day you will find lots of characters along the speedway by the beach. Artists both new and [...]

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I awoke with the sounds of it. The door was being rattled, and the knob was shaking violently. The panes are getting hammered it seems by swooshing cloaked hands. I looked around to see where I was. From the window I could see the giant tree across my window swaying hard on its sides, like [...]

It was a desolate wasteland, a mix of hot sand and ragged dirt. There was no air except for the few occasional breezes that blow like hotter than summer. From the broken cracks on the ground, you can see the scorching air rising up above it like debris trying to flee a burning magma. Even [...]

Gone was winter, and summer’s almost here. But despite the southern warmer weather, the northern cold still remains… Once again, the slightly greenish haze went down the cascades of the everglades, its humid vapor condenses slowly and its frozen tentacles reaching across the hills and straight right through me. When it’s warm it can get [...]

I have a dream. I dreamed of lilies and wildflowers that have begun to spring on the dry desert sands of the gloomy northwest. The immaculate smell of freshness fills the waterless air that roamed the land for centuries, reinvigorating it with new flavor and crispness like raindrops till the arid wasteland. I could hear [...]