Jonathan Acosta-Rubio | RedBubble

Drink.
Write.
Fuck.
Love.
Cigarettes.
Sleep.

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Joined: March 2008

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Grocery Store Romance Pt. IILemon juice bites into the open wounds of my cuticles. I wince, then think about the sacrifices the morally virtuous must make. And I sigh …

Grocery Store RomanceThe phallic essence of asparagus, in every manner bothers me. My piss is awful and dark. Tonight, the gangrenous almonds and the cunnal hue…

Escaleras de las AlmasOUR FATHER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN, / It was a sweaty night. Damp regrets clung to everything like grieving barnacles, in the moonless dark. T…

Autoerotic AsphyxiationYou still made me feel cheap, / even in that 700 dollar suit. / Your voice and its wool chafe / rubbed me raw. / I couldn’t breath. …

The Most Beautiful BeaconHE RAN HIS hands through heavens silk while she lay sleeping, letting her hair slide slowly through the thick cracks of stubby fingers into…

Fear and Loathing aboard the PequodCall me Raoul. There I was, some time ago, on the verge of a revolution. My own personal war with the man I had become and the man I want…

menuBreakfast $7.95 / It was another Monday. My mouth tasted like sleep. I patted my tongue to the sticky roof of my mouth and struggled wit…

Lucius Domitius AhenobarbusThe fiddle sounds sweet / in his bedtime slippers but / I don’t have his chicken legs / the columns laughed / “Tha…

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