Crystal Magic Meth by John Patrick Robbins

Crystal Magic Meth   He had been up for days looking out the window, wondering were the cops staking him out . Talking to friends and mostly the voices in his head.   He dialed his dealer and left yet another voice message.   Tommy was speeding out of control but so is the nature…

Nurse by John Patrick Robbins

Nurse He had started drinking early and largely hadn’t slowed down aside for the occasional trip to the bathroom to either take a piss or puke. They all viewed him as a hardship case . His wife had left and took the kid . His fridge was empty minus some yuppie IPA beer she had…

Missing Persons by John Patrick Robbins

Missing Persons    I catch myself often, looking for you in a sea of people. I know you will never return and I know I will never move on.   We are pathetic in that sense as human beings.   I can never settle for anyone that I don’t have that instant connection with. I…

The Book By It’s Cover by John Patrick Robbins

The Mandalay Bay Event Center was packed Vegas was alive as always, but especially when a big fight was in the air. They were there to see Ron, and he knew tonight was his night. The crowd was electric and come hell or high water, he was leaving that cage with the belt or being…

Two Birds by John Patrick Robbins

Mitch hated the memories of the slaughter house, it was the job he knew would haunt him until his dying day . The dried blood in the air , death was an all too familiar smell that lingered and was enough to make you sick . It was weird but made easy with modern technology….

The Loneliest Greeting Card by John Patrick Robbins

The Loneliest Greeting Card The streets are all vacant and the city a ghost town. I didn’t belong but then again when did I ever? Least no one would notice a bum with a bottle, drunk off his ass walking down the seawall in Portsmouth. The few out weren’t here for the sights , for…

Just The Seagulls by John Patrick Robbins

I found myself burnt out as always alone on the beach . Why the hell was I drawn here , I cannot say . Maybe I was a junkie for the pain, maybe I just was unoriginal . And maybe it just reminded me of you . Either way I was here blown out of…

Fire Hazard by John Patrick Robbins

Manny and Bill sat outside the rinky dink little gas station the adrenaline still coursed through their veins. “I can’t believe we pulled it off dude! It was like taking candy from a fucking baby!” Manny said as he was practically shaking with excitement. “We damn sure got lucky good thing we had scoped the…

I Am Far From Amused By You by John Patrick Robbins

I Am Far From Amused By You Kill your muse and bury her with the past, and maybe then you will begin to realize. Nobody fuels the page. Love is absolute bullshit. Better suited for romance flicks and hallmark cards. And the fear of being alone drives more fools to marriage than missed periods and…

It’s Not Addiction It’s My Science by John Patrick Robbins

A friend asked me.  “Man, when are you going to stop drinking and chasing ass? I mean haven’t you had enough of this shit yet?”   I was puzzled at this question for I wasn’t merely some run of the mill drunken womanizer like all the rest. I was a scientist dedicated to my life…