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Poetry Vignettes

Beetle on a String

We looped a thread around the beetle’s body. It buzzed over our heads. Circling, circling, circling. No remorse. No retreat. Wasn’t about life. Wasn’t about a game. Was about the day, was about time. The Scarab Beetle, lost in the world. Found. Only to be handcuffed for being strong. Held down, flight cancelled for the night. The […]

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Notes Sports The Writing Process

Locked In Westbrook: Writing and Basketball

Russell Westbrook was so locked in that he forgot the basics, traveling halfway down the court without once dribbling the ball. This is the type of day dreaminess that I try to achieve each time I’m behind the keyboard writing.

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Notes

Things I Believe In…

As of today, the following are the things that I believe in. This list may change tomorrow. Shit, this shit might change in an hour. All I know is that I believe in: Lonzo Ball — the pride of Chino Hills just dropped his first-ever triple double. The talking heads can keep talking. I believe […]

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L.A. Music

Explicit Lyrics Obscured

Accidentally pressed ‘Play’ on a clean version of DAMN the other day. And — damn — that shit still sound so good. Left it on. Made it look sexy.

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L.A. Notes

L.A. Corner On The Cob

Also known as elote. Classified as goddamned street food. Found with a strong sense of exploration and don’t-give-a-fuck-ness. Eaten under the L.A. sun. Made of hard work, resilience, and flair — with a dash of L.A. smog. The recipe according to Chef Roy Choi: Corn (shucked)Vegetable oilButter (softened)SaltMayonnaiseCotjia cheeseCayenneLime See: L.A. Son by Roy Choi

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L.A. Music

I Feel Like ScHoolboy Q

Like Russell Westbrook. Like James Harden. Like DeMar DeRozan. Like Kung Fu Kenny. 10-4. No Switching Sides. Like Pioneer Chicken. Straight from the Library Tower. The RTD transfer. And Rakaa Iriscience. The 405. The 10. The 710. 562. 213. 310.