Luke Lawson
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I am Luke Lawson
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THE DVD'S
“WHAT’S WRONG WITH you?” she asked “I’m cursed” I replied. You see, Vicki was this girl who’d drive around unannounced and want to know things. I didn’t have any answers but I guess I said a lot of things if there was booze in front of me, and perhaps she considered those remarks as answers or insights but really it was all just mumbo jumbo with me.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
WAKING UP IN THE MORNING
THERE’S THIS MOMENT of bliss when you wake up in the morning. It probably lasts a second or two but it can feel like much longer than that. It’s right before everything comes crashing down on you again whether or not there’s something to really worry about, there certainly IS always something to worry about. If you finish one thing in your life then you end up worrying about the next thing that comes along, usually piled up with a whole lot of other things, and everything you felt ashamed about from your childhood thrown in for good measure.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
THE BRICKS
SO EVERYDAY DOWN a the brickworks you’d walk around in a haze of cement and lime dust with these big headphones and earplugs in underneath them to block out all the noise of the big silos mixing cement, machinery cutting cement, conveyor belts, and people hitting things with rusty pieces of iron and what have you. You couldn’t really hear the people hitting things but you could see them furiously hitting something to look like they were working at something or other to justify the pay.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
JACK AND THE BELT
JACK SAT READING and re-reading the textbook. It was the most boring writing he’d ever come across. “I’ve been unemployed for six months and I’m the insane person when this person has written the most dry thing in the world that no one could possibly enjoy or find useful and he forces students to buy a new edition of the damn thing every year to pass a course in life nonsense” he thought to himself. It was not the first time he’d thought something like this. He wasn’t even a student, and didn’t understand why he was really reading the book anyway.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
THE BALCONY
I WAS WALKING down the street and the sky seemed lower than normal. It wasn’t cloudy, the blue just seemed closer to me. I’d known this feeling before and I always got it when I felt vulnerable, lonely, and in a city I had no idea about. I’d always wished I comfortable in my own skin but it’s never been the case.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
The Lions
HOW MANY WAYS can you kill a man? I thought as I walked in the Thornbury Lions Opportunity Store. Paul was sitting there behind the desk with a tobacco stained moustache and grey goatie type beard. He had kindness and torture in his blue eyes as he greeted me.
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Fiction
ALL THE PEOPLE WHO WONDERED IF THEY COULD BUT NEVER WONDERED IF THEY SHOULD
BEEF JASUZ AND Britchard Vanson return to EARTH from OUTER SPACE! read all the headlines. Britchard was floating in a metal capsule looking down on Earth and telling all the small children something very like “IF we can do this! Imagine what you could do!”
By Luke Lawson4 years ago in Futurism
