Pawn Shop Towns

Pawn Shop Towns

Children are overdosing
on heroin and they’re
not much older than 14
The parents hit the street
panhandling for money
to bury their deceased

And after one look at them,
you realize that poor child
never even had a chance, and
you start to wonder if it’s
all just a big hoax

You never saw a pawn shop
town with so many tattoo parlors,
liquor stores, churches, bars,
and police stations—on the
same damn street

But there’s a million of these
towns that are like factories,
breeding hate and fear that only
the fortunate will never meet

And these zoomed up
kids die like saints, for
someone else’s
dollar

© 2012 Volatalistic Phil  White Wedding Lies, and Discontent: An American Love Story

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March Madness Update! >.<

Hey what’s up everyone? I know it’s been a while since my last update, but it seems that finding the time has been difficult–or maybe I’ve just been lazy. My apologies.

The Scoop: I’m still just as busy as ever with school and work, but I also picked up a 2nd job because with the hours and pay of my other job, it’s hard to get by. But, what are you gonna do? We get by.

gardenWith spring break here, again, I think I may actually get caught up with some of my homework, do some more writing, but also, work on my organic garden! Yeah, I’m going to do a garden this year, and with any luck, I can sell some of the excess to make a little money. I’m also planning to do some donations from my garden, but I’d like to arrange it with some type of a read or something that will draw people out, but they can also get some grub if they need or want to. We’ll see how that goes. None-the-less, I’m very excited about it.

Writing Update: I’m still working with the prose side of my brain, but I’m not ready to release: Village 50, The Transient,  Flash Fiction 40+1 (Volume 2), or the tentative,  My Mind’s Abyss: Aftermath, yet.  I’m still working on all of them.  I’m so blessed to have readers, and if you liked the previous crap I’ve released, I’m hoping that you’ll really enjoy the new stuff that isn’t released yet.  Jet Lag (poetry collection, 125+ new poems, 300+ pages) is finished, but I have it submitted to publishers and am waiting to hear back.  I think that it has a lot of good stuff in it, but even now I’m beginning to doubt it, as I’ve been working on White Wedding Lies (poetry, 150+ new poems), which, is nearing completion, and will weigh about 320 pages–both books done in the 6 x 9 Bukowski style. I’m so excited to be able to share them with you, but I can’t, not yet, as a lot of publishers will reject previously published work, (including online publication).

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Life: I think what I’ve said so far pretty much sums up what’s been going on. I was trying my luck at the casino and have been cleaning up a little as of late, (although still not much but when you’re a poor student trying to make it as a writer, it helps). And it’s just so…ah; I don’t know how to explain it; the thrill, adrenaline, it’s just…living.

I made a new friend–Raegan Butcher (google him if you haven’t heard of him). I’m fortunate to be able to befriend such a great person and writer in my lifetime. Raegan will be releasing some new stuff in the nearby future so be sure to stay tuned if you want to be a part of it. You can view a FREE pdf of his first publication, Stone Hotel (poetry) at: http://crimethinc.com/books/sh.html And if you’d like to follow him on twitter: @RaeganButcher, or Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/154789.Raegan_Butcher

Stay warm. Stay in love.

Much Love <3,

Volatalistic Phil