Jace Dominguez
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Writer : Creative
English Major @ UCLA, passionate about the arcane, the unseen, and the stories that drive us to cry hard and love harder. Hope you enjoy :)
Stories (3)
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final thoughts of the brightest star
how could i be ousted i was their defender their father their brightest star when others saw dust of a once-great nation i saw glitter and seized the prize of a vision redeemed through sword bone and stone now the ingrates want to expel force from a life they once wasted in chaos and misery i ripped salvation from a cosmos pregnant with noise and horror and they repay me with steel and fury may my loyalists preserve the throne and protect the meek i hope the pages of old shines their innocence through the haze of bomb and blood
By Jace Dominguez3 years ago in Fiction
Brain in the Drain
I only graduated high school less than 2 years ago, so there ain’t been much time for “look how the time flew” melodrama to set in quite yet. But given present circumstances in how the Earth blew up and temporarily closed, I’d say it’s fair to assess the old world I’d once lived, and reflect on the pain, joys, and wild sounds of adult world pre-deployment. Queue the melodrama :)
By Jace Dominguez5 years ago in Beat
Pretty Boy Flacko
I can distinctly recall a moment of time in 2017, in which I would be transitioning to my junior year of high school by summer's end. I came home from a day at the lake with my friend's, all cool and tired. I proceeded to take off my Stefan Janoski's, all scuffed and rugged, and some standard Levi's you'd find in any department store. I move to take off my over-sized Primitive T-Shirt, before pausing in the mirror. I took a long look at myself, comparing how I'd see me as a creative, unique, outcast kind of kid, and yet dressed in the most generic type of pre-teen misfit chic since stalagmite spikes for haircuts. I was no renegade, there was no charm. I was creatively starved, and uninspired. I wanted something more, some type of dress to own, and wear my own Scarlet A, rather than cloud my insecurity in the generic, mass-fashion, or lack of it. And then, A$AP Rocky entered the scene, and saved my life. Or at least, saved me from a life of no drip. One in the same.
By Jace Dominguez5 years ago in Styled
