Thursday, July 16, 2009

The End of The World by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal


The dogs stopped barking.

Night birds ceased their song.

A haze blanketed the moon

and the stars. Crickets wept

in silence. Something was

in the works. Perhaps

the end of the world.

I stood in my room looking

out the window at the

sky searching out UFO’s.

No one else was awake.

I was the lone mad man

searching out extra-terrestrials.

I was through searching for love.

Choose - Julianna Barwick

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal works in the mental health field, writes poetry and short stories. He lives in Los Angeles County. His latest chapbook, Overcome, was published by Kendra Steiner Editions, and it is a collaborative effort with photographer, Cynthia Etheridge.

Photo by Adam Lawrence.
Street art by "Know Hope."

Brooklyn's Julianna Barwick builds beauty by layering and looping angelic noises and notes she releases into the atmosphere until sleep-dream patterns are formed. "Choose" can be found on her brand new ep, Florine.

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