What I learned about writing the last decade
Dec. 27th 2019 For the better part of the last decade, I have been chasing the dream. Chasing the rabbit. Chasing the old greenback. I made my last film back… Continue reading
Month: January 2020
The Robot
life is so depressing and death so permeant what is one to do? what is one to think? how does one go on? pills prescriptions robotic feelings that must be… Continue reading
The Wisest Man I Ever Met
the wisest man I ever met by Matt Wall sleep would not come darkness did cold surrounded me I wrapped up beneath the blanket tossed, turned, groaned, drooled it wasn’t… Continue reading
Paris
Paris by Matt Wall the Eiffel Tower. it stands large and erect. I want to say that it looms. looms. but most would look at it and say, magical. majestic…. Continue reading
Suicides for Christmas
Suicides for Christmas by Matt Wall The woman on the phone said, “Behavioral Health Center”. “Yes,” I said. “I’m really fucked up, I need to see a doctor.” “I’m afraid… Continue reading
The Bridge Over the L.A. River
The bridge over the L.A. River by Matt Wall Jack walked out of his apartment, across the street and onto the bridge that goes over the dried up L.A. river…. Continue reading
Eyeball
Billy lived in North Hollywood. It used to be a nice place. Then, the Red Line stop was put there. Now, it isn’t so nice. Make of that what you… Continue reading
New Year, New Crap?
Hey there everybody! I am writing you all a letter here. But let’s pretend that I’m writing it just to you. I have been thinking a lot about what I… Continue reading
