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I've been taking a Creative Writing class and the first thing the teacher taught us was to be open to all types of writing. Whether we like it or not we can learn something from reading it. The second thing we learned was to be original not by telling a story no ones told, but telling it in a way no one ever has. That's what I was trying to do, so if it seems jacked up that's why. OH AND PLEASE COMMENT IF YOU THINK ITS STUPID OR GOOD OR WHATEVER. THX A BUNCH

SHORT CUT, TAPER FADE,
THEM SICKENING DEEP WAVES,
TIED BACK IN A PONYTAIL
OR DONE UP TIGHT IN BRAIDS,
DIAMOND STUDS ON DA LEFT
DIAMOND STUDS ON DA RIGHT
DIAMOND STUDS IN BOTH EARS
CHAIN HANGING TO THE BELT
BELT AROUND THE KNEES
THEM NEW JAYS, THEM OLD JAYS
THAT TOUGH GUY ATTITUDE
WITH THAT NICE GUY CHARM
JUST SMOOTH ALL AROUND
BLACK, WHITE, PUERTO RICAN
(YEA YOU GOTTA LOVE THE RICANS)
ASIAN, OR YES THE BEST
A MIXED BRO WIT BRIGHT EYES
I LOVE THE BOYS MY BEST FRIEND
LOVES THE BOYS
ALL THE GIRLS LOVE THE BOYS

I LOVE THE BOYS,
BUT AT THE SAME TIME I HATE EM
THEY’RE SO OVER APPRECIATED
ALL THE HOES IN THE
BACK OF THE BUS BE SAYIN
“DUDE IS SLAP YA MOMMA FINE,
I WANNA MAKE HIM MINE
I’D FUCK HIM ALL DAY
AND ALL FUCKING NIGHT
OOOH HE LOOK GOOD
I SWEAR I WOULDN’T
MIND EVEN HAVING HIS BABY”

I’M JUST NOT FEELING THAT
CAUSE DUDE THINK WITH HIS DICK
DUDE TELL HIS BOYS I’M HIS BITCH
DUDE GOT NO RESPECT
DUDE CAN’T KEEP A JOB
DUDE IS VICIOUS
DUDE IS SCHEMING
DUDE TRIFLING
AND I DON’T TRUST HIM
HIS WORD IS WORTH NOTHING

ITS INSTINCT I CAN’T HELP,
BUT SIT AND DAYDREAM
OF SOME GLORIOUS LOVE
AND MAYBE THAT WILL COME,
BUT THOUGH I LOOK
FOR LOVE IN THE SIGHT OF MEN
I LUST THE TOUCH OF ANOTHER BEING.

SO ITS TEN ON A SATURDAY NIGHT
AND LIKE MOST SATURDAY NIGHTS
I’M SITTING AT HOME, SO COREY
WHO GOT KICKED OUTTA THE CLUB
CALLS ME AND SAYS COME OVER
THREE BLOCKS, CUTTING
ACROSS THE PARK, SO I JUMP
OUT THE WINDOW WITH
THE EASE OF AN OVEREXCITED EMO
AND I RUN ACROSS THE PARK
AIR IN MY LUNGS GETS LOW
SO I START TO WALK
AND THAT’S WHEN I SEE THE SMOKE,
FIVE OR SIX GUYS SOME OF THEM I KNOW
SO I WAVE AT THEM AND THEY NOTION
FOR ME TO COME CLOSER

“WHERE YOU GOIN SO LATE?”
“COREY’S” I SAY AND THEY LAUGH
THEY’VE SNUCK THROUGH COREY’S
WINDOW PLENTY OF NIGHTS, BUT HE JUST LETS ME GO AND OFF I GO

IN MINUTES I’M IN THROUGH
COREY’S WINDOW
I LIE ON THE BED, SO CLOSE
TO COREY’S BODY
IT FEELS GOOD LYING NEXT TO ME
COREY’S BODY FEELS GOOD ON TOP OF ME AND COREY’S LIPS FEEL
VERY GOOD AGAINST MY LIPS
COREY’S HANDS FEEL GOOD,
RUBBING AGAINST MY THIGHS
COREY’S HIPS FEEL GOOD,
ROCKING GENTLY INTO ME
WE STOP THOUGH
AN INCH AWAY FROM SEX
COREY HEARD FOOTSTEPS
AND I WENT RUNNING TO THE WINDOW

FLUSTERED AND OUT OF BREATH
I WALK BACK HOME,
THROUGH THE PARK AS I’D COME
AND THEY STILL STAND
THERE PASSING BLUNTS
IN THE PRIVACY OF A HUGE SHADE TREE
AND THE COMFORT OF A PICNIC TABLE
“AY,” ONE SAYS AND THEY GIGGLE.
“SO WHAT COREY DO FOR YOU?”

I SMILE AS THEY LAUGH,
HIGH AS FUCK, “NOTHING
WE’RE JUST FRIENDS.”
“OH SHE LIKE THE DICK,” ANOTHER SAYS GETTING UP FROM HIS SEAT
AND HE PRESSES HIS HARD DICK ON ME,
“COME ON AND LET ME GET IT MA.”

I BACK AWAY, LAUGHING
AND AS I TURN TOWARDS HOME
HE GRABS ME, HARD
AND DOWN TO THE HARD
DIRT GROUND I GO
HE FORCES HIS SELF ON ME
AND THEN SHARES
WHAT’S LEFT OF MY INNOCENCE
WITH HIS HOMIES.



SO A FEW MONTHS LATER
SUMMERS OVER IN DAYS
SCHOOLS BOUT TO START
AND HERE I AM
10 WKS SPENT WITH THIS SEED
HOW CAN I EXPLAIN THIS TO ANYONE?
I’M PREGNANT AND ONE OF SIX PEOPLE
THAT STUCK THEIR DICK IN ME
IS THIS BASTARD CHILDS DADDY
YEA, I’VE BEEN AWAY
SO THE TASK OF TODAY,
FINDING THE COURAGE
TO TELL COREY, MANDY, AND KAILA

SITTING AROUND IN MY ROOM,
WE’RE LAUGHING AS WE USED TO,
BUT THINGS JUST SEEM SO DIFFERENT
I CAN’T RUIN THIS MOMENT FOR THEM
OUR REUNION THEN MY
SECRET ANOTHER TIME
“WHAT’S WITH YA MA,
SENDING YOU AWAY?”

I COULD INTRODUCE THE IDEA,
COULDN’T I? JUST AN INNOCENT HINT,
BUT STILL OUT MY MOUTH
IS AN UNTRUTH, NOT EVEN HALF TRUTH,
“SHE CAUGHT ME HAVING SEX.”

“SHIT IF MY MOMMA SENT ME AWAY
EVERY TIME SHE CAUGHT ME…” COREY SAYS LAUGHING.

“YOU’D NEVER BE HERE SLUT.”
KAILA SAYS, MAKING US ALL LAUGH
IT ISN’T THAT FUNNY THOUGH,
FEELING THE WAY I DO
AND THEN HAVING SUCH STRONG
FEELINGS FOR COREY
I DON’T LIKE THINKING ABOUT HER
BEING USED BY EVERY DUDE
WALKING BY AND ESPECIALLY
DON’T LIKE TO THINK ABOUT HER
LETTING EVERY DUDE USE HER

“THIS YEAR IS GONNA BE
A LITTLE DIFFERENT GUYS,”
SHE SAYS, STARING AT ME,
I LOVE THE WAY SHE LOOKS AT ME

DOUBTING HER AS WE ALL DO,
MANDY ASKS SIMPLY, “HOW?”

“I’M FRICKN GAY.”

IT HIT EVEN ME AS A SHOCK,
I LOST MY BREATH
STARTED CHOKING ON MY OWN SPIT
AND KAILA AND MANDY
ARE JUST AS SURPRISED,
BUT KAILA DOESN’T BELIEVE HER,
“BULL SHIT”

“IT’S TRUE” THEY EXCHANGE.
“SO NEVER ANOTHER DICK.”
COREY TAKES A LITTLE TOO LONG
TO ANSWER SO I’M RELIEVED,
THINKING SHE’S PLAYING, BUT
SHE SAYS, “I DUNNO,
I WANT A GIRL
LIKE TO HAVE SEX WITH HER
AND ALL THAT GOOD STUFF
DOESN’T THAT MAKE ME GAY?”

WE ALL HAD TO STOP AND THINK
NONE OF US HAD EVER KNOWN A LES
THEY WEREN’T COMMON ‘ROUND HERE
AND IF THEY WERE AROUND US
LIKE IN SCHOOL WE LEFT THEM AS IS
THAT DIKE BITCH OVER THERE
WAS ALWAYS THAT DIKE BITCH
OVER THERE AND NOTHING CLOSER

I UNDERSTAND WERE SHE’S COMING FROM I MEAN I’VE BEEN
IN BED WITH THE BITCH
DOES THAT MAKE ME GAY, TOO?
I DID ENJOY IT, SO WHAT
MAKES HER AND I DIFFERENT
A JOLTING PAIN REMINDS ME
YOU’RE NOT GAY, WHISPERS
MY LITTLE BABY AS IT EASILY
MOVES AROUND IN MY STOMACH
I CAN’T FALL INTO THAT HOLE
NOT NOW ANYWAYS,
SO I DECIDE THAT SECOND
GET AS DISTANT AS POSSIBLE
AWAY FROM MY BEST FRIEND
BECAUSE I COULDN’T DO IT
WHAT WE’VE BEEN DOING
THE LAST MONTH BEFORE
I WENT AWAY WE JUST CAN’T

“SO DO YOU HAVE A GIRL
OR SOMETHING, WHAT IS THIS?”
I TURN AWAY, GET UP, AND
SHUFFLE WITH MY CDS
SHE’S STARING AT ME I KNOW,
“I LIKE THIS GIRL
AND I KNOW SHE LIKES ME…”
“SO GET WITH IT GIRL!” SONYA SAYS
ENCOURAGING HER UNKNOWINGLY
TO GET WITH HER PREGNANT FRIEND.
“I DON’T KNOW…” COREY SIGHS.
“DON’T ACT SHY NOW,” KAILA LAUGHS WITH SONYA.
“SHE SCARED,” SHE SAYS,
STILL DESPERATELY LOOKING
FOR THAT EYE CONTACT THAT
WITH OUT HER KNOWLEDGE
MAKES ME MELT INSIDE AND OUT
SHE DOESN’T FIND IT, “YEA,
WHATEVER, BUT I HAVE TO
GET OUT OF HERE AND…
DO SOME STUFF, BYE YALL.”





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The following comments are for "DUDE (ch. one)"
by Deeha

Dude
i liked this alot.. but the only issue is at the end i got real confused. maybe u should break it down better, but it is really good!!!

( Posted by: sooclosebut2far [Member] On: September 2, 2006 )





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