By: Erickson #1 – Daily Routine - A battle to live, Ritual to train the sword, Stagger, side-step, win. - #2 – Bird Dive - Out of breath, I lean. Acrobat posture, far ground. Lands immerse vision. - #3 – Routine Daily - Pay homage – clock ticks, A beating heart notices Time like sand... Continue Reading →
By: Erickson #1 – U.P.S. Holds Tight - Letter stamped in bold. Thin mailman shutters at the Roar in a bottle. - #2 – Mustached Server, Dim Lighting - Maze veins of a leaf. Things to solve at Restaurants. My own? Fade with age. - #3 – Raisins - California sun Blares seasons away in... Continue Reading →
As a Child - By: Erickson - The ornaments don’t disturb sleep – Scratched colored glass – smeared things. Pointed pyramid – Sunday’s reach - Thick – forced – frozen too deep. - Man stands at glass case conviction. “Stage the play, target grays, Replace different addictions.” Farther than sun’s distance. - As if it... Continue Reading →
There exists a forcefield. An orb of energy that radiates a shiny brilliance like the outside of a perfect tangerine. And when you put on your shoes, when you look at a mirror that is normally your own, when you first see a loved one in the morning - at every instance, you tap dance... Continue Reading →
There are moments when you realize you are on the fringe of death. The most serious for me was probably when I was 18, and smoked something that was laced. I had laid there in bed, fading in and out of sleep, people telling me my face had looked yellow, and that I appeared as... Continue Reading →
Fissure - By: Erickson - Strands of desert – elongated yellow taffy. Pricks of trees – painted things. Another hour, windshield, gas. A forest before thoughts. - Cold AC - stings the edges of your face - your upper arm smoothly numb. The engine - roars as the car tilts up and smooths as the... Continue Reading →
Via Iter Verba- Entry #1: First day of Van Life I only exited my apartment this morning. Returned the keys – with a question burning on the tip of a parched tongue. I need to ask. Ask the attendant for what happens now. Ask the attendant for advice, for help. Yet, I walk away, because... Continue Reading →
Hello and welcome, My name is Mr. Erickson, and this site will consist of documenting two different journeys. One, is of trying to get my first novel, a YA Thriller novel, published. The other? The adapting, and implementation into "Van Life", and the many adventures that come with both of these pursuits. You may be... Continue Reading →
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