My life is fine, but the sorrow comes from a gratitude for a life I never got to have, but know so well.
Poet Without a Pen
Ben Bonkoske
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served cold
Welcome to the hell we all pretend to love to hate. I’m two days off nicotine. Ha ha ha. The loser who just can’t lose. Win her back said we all did. I will won’t I ?
I haven’t felt so unable to do my homework since high school. Meh, my dad thinks I’m depressed because I’m quiet around him, fat, and have a beard and long hair again. I’m not depressed because of those reasons. I’m not depressed at all
but, the reason to live? Laughter.
Music isn’t a reason to live, but it’s good stuff.
I binge watched a television show for the first time in…three years. (2021 – Family Guy.) This time it was a doctor show. Eh, what the fuck am I writing and what for? Anyways, now my thoughts sound like his.
Ben Bonkoske is the author of two novels, Spoon in the Road, and Carolina, Colorado, California. He is also the author of two collections of short stories, Ten Zen by Ben, and Eleven Stories for 11:11. He lives in Chicago, where he likes to take walks.
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