Stories and Poetry By Tyler Golec
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The Scary Motherfucker Who Lives in the Basement
Tyler Golec, “Spider!” My aunt screams as she sprints up my basement stairs. You had a hole in a wall. It was opposite the bottom of the basement stairs, below a water gauge in a crack in the cement. You were scary but that was half your charm. My uncle tried to kill you…
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Kiss me Goku
A Short Story by Tyler Golec “You should kiss me,” Andria suggested. The TV was on. Jason’s little brother had been watching Toonami before he’d left. Dragonball Z raged in the background. “You think so?” Jason asked smiling as he slid onto the couch where Andria already sat, knees against her chest. They’d been dating…
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Bad Books
Tyler Golec Feeling uninspired for any shit Like reading a bad book and shit Bad art bad style bad story No dreams no glory In this horny attempt at something And I’m quite the fan of sex Bad books are like bad dreams They’re better forgotten But hell, someone else might like it…
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Wildfires
By Tyler Golec Dreaming of wildfires Stoking them with this Rage filling every crevice Of my just human self Being of Flesh blood and I dream of wildfires Burning this Anything Burning this Everything Burning this Self And here I am on empty But still burning on Fumes of dreams past Dreams coming…
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Class Notes
Tyler Golec He wants a brewery, Time to write and, Time to live She wants to one day Go to her student’s book signings I want her to go to My book signing A couple years later now Looking through notes I think I had something right then About preppers…
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And We Howl
Tyler Golec I’ve seen the brightest among us tossed Mangled, bodies strewn on train tracks Spirits now, riding the rails to Cyberus To raise a glass with Hemingway And adventure with Hunter S. Thompson Far away from this here bat country Where shiny vampires sell novels And Bram Stoker rolls in his grave …
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Wild Heart
Tyler Golec I shall not return to the kingdom For I let satan touch me It is through the wild places The wild creatures With nature’s heart That I shall return to God
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Don’t Fear the Rain
Tyler Golec I hear thunder on the horizon Rain is falling The wind is in my face but I am no autumn leaf Clinging to a tree lost in cement and grease smoke The thunder rolls, in deep, deafening, tremors It calls me arrogant, Because I will not yield to it Because I…
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What is Old?
Tyler Golec Old is not an age thing It is a mental thing It is when you’ve given up on The boy or the girl you used to be It’s when you go to bed and wake up And don’t care what happened in between Old is when you live and only live For…
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Eighteen
Tyler Golec Smoke clouds Youth with new freedom Children, but trying for something more Living now on their own terms Unsteady steps are common here Eyes glazed or red They are not lost But not found Who are they? Who will they become? What will they create? What evils will they commit?…
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