The Basij, veterans and youths, armed with big sticks rush women and men who protest peacefully. The IRG, men with bigger sticks that go boom, shoot bullets in minds cultivated by progressive universities. Police stand idly by. Moderates are revolutionaries. And liberals are barbarians. The red figure themselves the Will of the Almighty, and the green hope that the God of their laws understands civil disobedience. Fathers, Mothers, Sons, Daughters, Lovers all write letters saying goodbye to each other because a green sea will crash against a rock in the hopes that the boulder will not crumble, but transmute... All of this happening worlds away while I am still dreaming, skipping on clouds.

Everyone should have a summer reading list. Currently mine only has three books, but that's because I take forever to read these days. Most of my reading was done in the passenger seat of the car while dad drove or in class when there was nothing better to do (like listening to the teacher). Now I have to cut time from important things like dinner and flossing.

Brave new World - Aldous Huxley

Black Water: The rise of the world's most powerful mercenary army - Jeremy Scahill

Black Passenger Yellow Cabs: Of Exile and Excess in Japan - Stefhen Bryan

My mind is pretty much blowing up with ideas. I got my poetry ideas. Let's do those first.

Project Lame.
This will be a serious free verse poem with short pages. Inspired by some of the poetry in the May Poetry Magazine.

Project Flowers.
Collection of Haiku with the subject of flowers based off the women in my life.


In the fiction region of my mind I'm working on:

"Resurrection"
Character based story with the protagonist being the antagonist of my screenplay.

"Bless You"
A grimly humorous short short story following the epiphany of an outcast triggered by a simple "Bless You."

So I was poeting alot towards the beginning of the month, but at the end it dropped off something major due to school and exams and work and the sun being bright. So I'll get back to the regularly scheduled program, and hope next year I'm def ready. I'm going to try to sell a few poems. I'll let you in on how that goes.

Project R is working quite well. I have 75 pages formatted, and I have several pages of verses I need to add. Plus I have a couple of ideas to expand on the character and refine the plot.

I won second place with my short story "It Doesn't Snow in Florida." Who knows? I might make it into an eBook or something. Right now, I have another short story I'm running with. It goes with Project R.

Finding work over the summer is working out, sorta. I've actually got a freelance job with blerp.com, and I'm working on a basic summer job for now.

Some haiku stumble
And break. Never flowing true.
But do what you must.

I woke up happy it was Monday
Expecting it to rain
The shine sunned all day
Until the clouds came.

I'm going to the fair.
And I'm gonna have a share
Of cotton candy and chocolate fudge
With Coozie the clown's hair.