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    Juvenile and Nonsensical
    Juvenile and Nonsensical
    Juvenile and Nonsensical
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    Juvenile and Nonsensical

    By Michael Richardson Jr.

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    Warning! This is not your parents poetry book! Inside this book cover lies a whole new dimension of poetry where
    darkness, fantasy, philosophy, and artwork collide together to make for
    one twisted read. Michael Richardson Jr. takes you through the aspects
    of life, death, love, religion, and make believe while Bryan Golden
    brings these aspects to life with stylized illustrations . Bryans brilliant
    illustrations place you right in the middle of each story as you brave the
    world of the Juvenile and Nonsensical.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateMar 7, 2011
    ISBN9781456734787
    Juvenile and Nonsensical
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    Michael Richardson Jr.

    Michael Richardson Jr. was born in 1986 in Bellflower, California to Byllie Karen and Michael Richardson. He has two younger brothers named Jordon and Aaron. Michael currently resides in Ontario, California where he graduated from Ontario High School. He is now a student at Cal State San Bernardino where he hopes to achieve his master's degree in psychology. When he is not studying or in class Michael likes to read the poetry of others and jot down his own interesting ideas about the darker side of life. These ideas grow into interesting poetry and short stories.

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      Book preview

      Juvenile and Nonsensical - Michael Richardson Jr.

      Contents

      Special Thanks

      My Sexy Epiphany

      I am the Night

      Fiery Displeasures

      Feel My Numbness

      Gift from the Heavens

      That’s the Way of the World

      On Their Paths to Righteousness

      What Would You Do?

      Crimson Tears

      Easier for Some than Others

      The Tragic Prince

      Early Sentence

      Jesus Walks

      Father of Thy Father

      Krash

      Luv a Lie

      What I Have Always Wanted to Say

      Boy Magnetize Girl

      The Promise

      90 Second Hindsight

      To Fellow Losers

      A Girl Named Nostalgia

      I Dream Alive

      Miserable Teens

      Priorities

      Stuck

      Lone

      Canvas of Regret

      My Clementia

      Confusing Times

      When is Bad not Good Enough?

      My Brotherhood Ended a Friendship

      War

      A Tale of Two Killers

      That's the Way of the World Pt 2

      The Black Lotus

      About the Author

      Note From the Author

      Special Thanks

      SKU-000455783_TEXT.pdf

      I would like to thank the following friends and family for their support and dedication to the project. Without them this may have never existed.

      I would like to thank my parents Michael and Byllie for their encouragement and understanding.

      I would like to thank Bryan Golden for giving this project new life with his extraordinary artwork.

      Thank you Domminick Forrest for your poetic contribution of Lone to this project

      Thank you Bryant Gerome Morris Jr. and Jonathan Smith for all your support

      Thank you Amanda Tovar for your artistic inspiration.

      Thank you Richard Heffelfinger for your help creating the cover. He can be contacted through Slackslash.com

      Lastly, I would like to thank the writing center of California State University of San Bernardino. Thank you for enduring my many visits and helping me shape this book into what it is today.

      My Sexy Epiphany

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      The red sun is setting

      And my greatest hour approaches

      As I stare at a metaphor

      Blood red sky

      Before entering the grave

      To meet the siren of my nightmares.

      There she lay

      Encased in stone

      Silently drawing me near

      With her siren song

      Crafted specifically for my ears.

      Do I release her?

      Do I destroy her ?

      Or do I destroy us all?

      This quandary rest on my shoulders alone.

      I can’t resist

      My lust got the better of me

      I open Pandora’s Box

      With a heart-filled smile.

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      I gaze upon her true beauty

      The dark crimson on her lips

      The golden wheat colored hair

      The ghastly white of her skin

      Now radiating from the light

      Of a jealous moon overhead.

      Her hands rest neatly folded on her bosom

      Her corset kindly exposes

      Just enough to spark my imagination

      As I place a red rose in her hands.

      Hark, she hath awaken

      Releasing a bone chilling scream

      Allowing me to witness upon her fangs.

      She stares wildly

      In fear of my elaborate wooden dagger

      That I raised over her heart

      Then ensnares my eye

      And

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