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Article
Jul.28.2010
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How to Make a Punk Rock Jacket for Under $100 Any punk rocker knows that a DIY jacket is a major staple in your wardrobe! Most of us started out in the scene at the ripe old age of 12 and some of us carried this lifestyle through into their 50’s and will die with only one request: “Bury me in my leather jacket!” So this article is for you youngsters who want to...
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
Down she fell into the sewer Someone said they thought they knew her Her pretty face a fucking mess Piss stains on her dress Such an unlikely bruise This time you lose Baby, now it will wash away No more dirty dues to pay Sickened by her ethereal slight She won’t be coming home tonight But nobody seems to fucking care Even I can’t help but stare The blood that...
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
Staring at the ocean from behind my wall Left behind to walk the streets, and sometimes even crawl You did not care, or did not dare, to mold me to be fit Maybe in time I came to find it was your most precious gift I learned to hide inside my mind, because no one knows your there They think your always listening while they sputter in your ear I learned that words...
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
Sometimes I wonder who will save me from myself Is it really up to me, or is there something else? I don’t want to walk the line every time I draw the blinds But if you take the time you’ll find its love that motivates me I know you wonder what it takes to save me from my vicious fate, or if I too will spread the hate of every mother out there A simple stick will...
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
 Dawn slowly spills across the sky I’ve made it through another night My body lies in bed asleep My mind escapes through endless dreams Soon I’ll crawl out of this womb, and drag myself across my room To pour my soul onto this page Thus keeping minimal my rage You’ll find me when I step outside, or I will come to you in time We’ll chat a little and try to laugh...
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
See you Smell you Taste you Feel you Inside of me Thrill me Kill me Open up and spill me
Poem
Jul.28.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
The devil’s den is where I’ve been Never told whose hand to hold Shaken down by city streets You’d never guess who did I meet Take a chance, walk the mile Fuck the world inside I smile Did it ever cross your mind You’ll be the one who’s left behind It’s never time that wins the race It’s only you who’ll set the pace Talk to many, choose very few It isn’t always...
Poem
Jul.14.2010
I Want Lilies at my Funeral
Darkness closes in This time I didn’t win Last time I won the fight This time the lights too bright I know once I had a life Now blurred by endless night Take me into your arms Drown me in endless song Make me your memory Take me from agony Mark me with broken words Spoken, but no one hears Save me from myself