It was raining again. The water had begun to get icy cold and I suspected it would be freezing over soon, so I went in search of clams. I blindly stuck one foot into my harvest-yellow suit, repeated i… more →
Windsurfing Nationtokyopolice wrote 11 months ago: It was raining again. The water had begun to get icy cold and I suspected it would be freezing over … more →
tokyopolice wrote 11 months ago: I stand here, lonely and unloved. I am so thoroughly implanted in the country I love, yet so imperfe … more →
tokyopolice wrote 11 months ago: All the bankers rise from their shoulder-deep graves, smoking their cigarettes Letting every particl … more →
tokyopolice wrote 11 months ago: My baby didn’t want any of this. There it stood before us; a goliath of shit-your-pants fear. I was … more →
tokyopolice wrote 11 months ago: I couldn’t help but smile at her eerie glow from the streetlight above. “It’s the carrot … more →
tokyopolice wrote 1 year ago: The all-too real streets of sludge and slime caressed the thin soles of my shoes as I started slowly … more →
tokyopolice wrote 1 year ago: Part I The party has ceased and I’m all alone. Sitting at a dining room table on the Mira Rive … more →
tokyopolice wrote 1 year ago: Those damn hippies! They’ve got their pot and their pot and their pot! They can’t keep t … more →
tokyopolice wrote 1 year ago: Ah! Ooga booga! Look at dat big bad black boy! He’s running around your country! He’s co … more →
tokyopolice wrote 1 year ago: My cosmic vibrations were a bit too much for her. I was always knocking over coffee cups and scaring … more →