BRAS' BLOG

Thoughts which form poetry, short stories, essays, and forms of mass media from a life form. Writings from a former spoken word artist, who called himself nabraska. Come in and enjoy some of the maddness from the perspective of a prisoner of the usa.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

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So I've just opened the blind from my extended stay hotel, that I can barely afford, and let the day in. It's almost noon, in Auror...
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

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ok, so i've been getting spamed out comments....it's not helpful people. also i made a mistake and quit both my jobs. so now it...
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

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no mo' niggas posing as kids posing as students posing as human. no need to waste time teaching niggas mico-managed under microscopic le...
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Monday, January 10, 2011

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@ 4:49, on a snow-day, following people and then it just stopped. or, i stopped & it kept going; find myself on the outside; the side wh...
Monday, September 20, 2010

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They say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.... I love the fact that people pre-judge just upon the appearance. Intelligent or ignorant, ...
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Thursday, August 19, 2010

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Cave Unknown Unknown— mind blown from 1st days, teacher ways got us writin’ poems. So I’m flowin’, 4 lines like 4/4 time waitin’ on lunch ai...
Monday, June 14, 2010

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Mamas Ain’t Suppose to Raise Capitalists Not too literal; hidden between metaphors. Pause. Choose constructs carefully. Like having goat— fo...
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