Flight
Written By Jacob Ibrag He slowly turns on the old disgusting radio. It still smells like that Screwdriver from last night. The noiseContinue Reading
Written By Jacob Ibrag He slowly turns on the old disgusting radio. It still smells like that Screwdriver from last night. The noiseContinue Reading
Written By Jacob Ibrag It’s a shitty feeling, knowing that everything you’ve believed in is just a perfect illusion that’s been dangledContinue Reading
Written By Jacob Ibrag We live. Watching the minutes, watching the years Every vessel outlined for a future. Future unknown, here comes theContinue Reading
1/26/2015 “I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does notContinue Reading
Written By Jacob Ibrag The walls kept changing, directions from others rendered useless. Try to beat the system, the system adaptedContinue Reading