Anthony Garcia : Writing

Don’t call me Vincent

Don’t call me Vincent

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


big and bold and bleeding inside fearful introvert with outlandish demeanor broken, still ticking but smoke is seeping out of my cuts and wounds ..
Destructors

Destructors

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


the kids in Manchester square all laugh and scoff at Julia Foolia, they paint too-black mustaches and Mom tattoos on her fair canvas skin ..
Death of a world

Death of a world

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


It's been already ten full days Since the meteors collided with my earth Ten full days since normal life ended Now living with radiation poisoning..
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


You name this if you like it, please?
Childs’ Play

Childs’ Play

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


I am Andy Walsh And I am seven years old I’d like to go and play right now But I must do what im told Teacher says im behind on reading ..
Cellular Split

Cellular Split

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


Twenty-something times I have tried But home alone tonight, I am nothing Maybe through tin cans we might be able to communicate A static pickup on ..
At a boil

At a boil

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


Contemplation is the first step towards obsession but your pictures are winking back at me the nights that I wasted they got me through those days ..
Addition by Subtraction

Addition by Subtraction

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


there are times to wait and times to gothis path is warn it's starting to showforgive, forget. or both or neitheralone with my thoughts, decision to t..
A green of all colors

A green of all colors

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


Total control of its natural surroundings the fresh needles blanket the ground and the rocks vibrate with the hum of unheard sound wandering leaves..
A Flatline

A Flatline

A Poem by Anthony Garcia


a man sits in a crowded diner orders something modest half way through his meal, excuses himself to the restroom and hangs himself the beauty o..