Tag: Creative Writing

Blind Sparing

July 21, 2015

I vaguely remember my first day bowing sensai to my instructor and beginning an intense workout for an 11year old. I remember that the first week, I was paired with a family friend, but also a strong thick girl known for the bloodynose/busted lip on her opponents. I remember thinking “holy crap what the hell … More Blind Sparing

January 10, 2015

Grinding with no binding, Sidewalk surfing or woodpushing, Quench hunger with the taste of pavement. The streets are calling. The pigs took the Cyclone, And we started the Vortex. Got kicked out of Love Park, So we’re headed to the F.D.R. Falling, bailing, eating concrete, Just to get up to do it again. When we’re … More