The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
…candles throughout my Studio apartment not so much as to create a romantic or Gothic ambience, but instead to be able to navigate around my four hundred square foot living space with a small amount of light. Evidently, it seems my memory has been…
By Judge Burdon
Read MoreConversation with alter ego reflection in mirror
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…don't even know who I am. How the hell should I know who you are? What's going on here? Are you hollering at me from inside the…
By Judge Burdon
Read MoreA day at school with my daughter
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…when McKenzie, my daughter was in the second grade I believe. Her teacher called me in the early afternoon while class was still in…
By Judge Burdon
Read MoreStories my grandfather told me
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…use the word friend often. The reason for this practice is due to my grandfather's tutelage and instruction in his many lessons of life. I was almost twelve years old fishing with my grandpa at Castle Rock Lake in Wisconsin. Actually I was the one doing the fishing, he threw in a line and left it…
By Judge Burdon
Read More…was sure her question was rhetorical so I didn’t answer, fearing I might receive a response marinated in anger. I just sat on the couch and continued watching TV. Next I could hear her throwing shit around the kitchen, shouting profanities, pounding on the countertop, all of this accompanied by intermittent groans of…
By Judge Burdon
Read More…best result of hearing a police siren when you are in jail is that you know they aren't after you. Of course then you must deal with the reality that your ass is incarcerated. Los Robles prison near Punteranes ,Costa Rica. I've resided in Gray Bar Hotels in a few states back in the U.S. and had the hospitality of carceles (prisons) in more countries than I'd like to admit. Taking all into consideration this place is better than…
By Judge Burdon
Read MoreDealing with an episode of Bipolar Disorder
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… again arriving unannounced from the dark recesses of my mind like rude house guests. Drinking my last beer, their feet on my coffee table, rearranging furniture, hogging the TV remote and whispering their subversive agendas without culpability. They're hooligans with blatant disregard for…
By Judge Burdon
Read More…kind of Psychological diagnosis is that for a Psychologist to lay on a client? It's not like I don't have enough shit to deal with. Now I'll have this to think about and haunt me.
"You don't use drugs to kill the pain Santiago you use drugs to feel the…
By Judge Burdon
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