Luke L : Writing

Opening Up My Chin

Opening Up My Chin

A Story by Luke L


I was six years old in first grade. It was recess at Laura Secord School, the alternative school in the better part of the City of Winnipeg. I was pla..
Dealing With Anxiety

Dealing With Anxiety

A Story by Luke L


My belief is that doing difficult things makes you better at doing difficult things.I put myself in places that have cause me anxiety to expand my lim..
Diving Down A Waterfall

Diving Down A Waterfall

A Poem by Luke L


My other was the RocksAnd I was bornDiving down a waterfallInto the OceanThere I swamMy gills took the oxygenFrom the waterI was a carpAs a teenI rubb..
The Creation Machine

The Creation Machine

A Poem by Luke L


Feed the creation machineThe matrix is hungry for contentKeep it comingWe novel experienceWe need it soonWe need it nowWe need it yesterdayFeed the hi..
Monkey Attention

Monkey Attention

A Poem by Luke L


The other monkeys gather around the more novel, the more exciting monkeys. What makes somemonkeys more exciting? Rebellion? Saying things you are not ..
The Chemical Ride

The Chemical Ride

A Poem by Luke L


I wake up cold hollow emptyFeeling fresh ready and willingThe salt I absorb in waterStarts me up gets me goingStill coldThe boiling coffeeBlended with..
Something About Habits

Something About Habits

A Story by Luke L


Much respect to those who can break repetitive patterns. Who can start new, better ones in some direction.So much of modern life is based on momentum...
Listening Then And Now

Listening Then And Now

A Story by Luke L


It's interesting listening to music you listened to at a different time in your life.I remember when I was in high school and really got into listenin..
Washed Away Clean

Washed Away Clean

A Poem by Luke L


The beautiful cleansing of the treesAs the earth quakes from up aboveThe chilling thoughtsOf homemade childhood rugs and blanketsAs you curled up safe..
My Wand

My Wand

A Poem by Luke L


I found the keyTo manically controlling timeWas at the bottomOf a dirt stained cupFocused my mindTo a sharpened pinheadBut a pinheadWith a big brain f..

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