bughouse poems and art

bughouse poems and art

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  • December 26, 2017

    The Rock

    Mother

    drawing
    Christian, drawing
  • December 18, 2017

    Strength from above

    drawing
    Christian, digital painting, drawing
  • December 17, 2017

    A boy I once held

    Death has a smell Like ungodliness filled my tent Simon so slimy Pale Blue Frozen here with me forever Rising always leaving never Photograph I love you so Rotten pee and fuck sweat woe White Now I really have a lover I am never lonely never Side by side in a sticker book Somewhere I […]

    writing
  • December 17, 2017

    Happy birthday

    Baby pig

    drawing
  • December 2, 2017

    Filipino rice girl

    drawing
  • December 1, 2017

    Damien with his mommy

    Concept and characters: Paul Drawing: [email protected]

    drawing
  • November 20, 2017

    Breathing

    big plane crashedhead fell off my neckSky got bigdark came with the wreck

    drawing, writing
  • November 18, 2017

    Eighties kid

    drawing
  • November 18, 2017

    Protected: Do not need apologies — under construction

    There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

    drawing
  • November 18, 2017

    Protected: Freedom — under construction

    There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

    drawing
  • November 15, 2017

    Say goodbye

    drawing
  • November 14, 2017

    Suicide

    Bored is gay for lonely Lonely love is heavy It has to be Lonely love is heavy Bored is bored of lonely It has to be Lonely sleep is restful Bored is kut by lonely It has to be

    writing
  • November 14, 2017

    Popsicle night

    drawing
  • November 14, 2017

    Isabel

    drawing
  • November 13, 2017

    Krak-r-jaks

    *krakr-jaks modified May 2021 The Cracker Jack box in 1977-78 was my prize when I was crying. I remember the Cracker Jack boxes well. It was very exciting because we would not normally be spoiled with a treasure box like that every day. I remember my friend, and I remember the carpet. She was a […]

    drawing
  • November 11, 2017

    Morning rest

    drawing
  • November 11, 2017

    Happy day

    drawing
  • November 11, 2017

    Disposable

    drawing
  • November 11, 2017

    I do not think so

    drawing
  • November 10, 2017

    The kreek

    I’ve kollapsed into my childhood   Where I’ve always been.

    writing
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