Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Burger Tears

I just ate Burger King's Impossible Burger ordered from Uber Eats and my food arrived cold. I was slightly upset but ate it anyway.

Friday, December 27, 2019

A Tweet to Remember by Me

The time coils and spoils. Thrust forward or lounge into nothingness.

Friday, December 20, 2019

Dec. 20, 2011

I just realized I've been going through a spiritual crisis this entire semester. It explains everything... I guess my only concern now is, how to get back to where I was mentally, emotionally, spiritually? Ever since I came to Cal, I feel like my life and values have been shook. I question who I am all the time and it drives me nutts. Maybe I should have majored in Philosophy instead of Sociology... or maybe I'm just fucked :/

Thursday, December 19, 2019

Straight Flexing in a Dream

Trying to get crunchy like a Frito, lay back with a kilo, smoke some like a dealer, enjoy life with a stylo. Oh yeah. #rapgame #allme

Just Watch

Nigga you a simple bitch
You don't know when to quit
Jump up and down on the dick like a pogo stick
Jeopardy on my mind
Disrespect till it's a crime
Back hand the next man that is in line
Chumps eat the pussy on my time...

Lol I just came up with this. #rapgame #Freestyle

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Immigrants Don't Eat Here

What happened to people? The old witch said. They can't hold their breath forever. They must die. To the left, my pumpkin. To my right, my pudding. The people are waiting to eat. But they will get what they deserve. They will become more than just guests. They will be remembered.

The Rap Game Inspiration

I'm in my second episode of The Rap Game. I'm inspired. This is my output. Yeah like a computer, I'm tougher. Her me you go:

Nigga, I'm on my period, period. Nigga with the willingness, spirited. TRYING SUCK MY SHIT WHEN I'M FEELING CATFISH, BLEEDING AND FEELING HE ORDERED THE FAT BITCH, TAP THIS. HEAR HE ORDERING THE BEEF, HE SO DEPRAVED AND ACTING, BACK HAND HIM. #rapgame

Monday, December 16, 2019

Truth Be Told

People just join things to get laid.

Seafood Craving

I want to go to The Boiling Crab. I want to eat the bomb ass spicy shrimp (the whole shabang) and the king crab legs my nieces love so much. The lemon pepper french fries go great with the spicy shrimp. And the gumbo is delicious too. I wouldn't eat the soft shell crab again, but I would order the catfish one more time. Mostly though, I want a pound of shrimp and a glass of water.

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Thought Of The Day

time is fleeting my heart is beating I cant help feeling like I'm lost in time

Little Possessed Dolls

Behind the toilet, doors, and dark corners of our house, they crept and crept; my fear rising. I still don't recall the movie, but it terrorized my childhood. They killed. The dolls. I can't imagine my life without remembering the anxiety. They scared me every day. These possessed dolls made their presence felt. As I grew older and smarter they disappeared. Oh, the haunt!

Saturday, December 14, 2019

Lucifer On Fall

The leaves are falling, 
Like the chile flakes onto my dinner plate,
I see through the window that everything's going to be alright,
It's the weather, 
The sign that makes me feel better, and safe,
Falling leaves take your time,
Take my breath away,
From the bottom of my heart,
It's not too late,
To feel the love we obsessed about the other day,
We promised to love until death comes around,
And after that I'll still remember you the trees that helped me breathe so proud.

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Virgin Mary

My tooth hurts, and still, I chomped and nibbled on my Mexican street corn with gratefulness and necessity to restore a long lost memory of my childhood. My mother and I enjoyed our snack watching the men build a stage that would be used by musicians on the day of the Virgin Mary's birthday celebration. I left East L.A. sharing a feeling of happiness as I drank my "agua de naranja". Love.

Her birthday celebration is on Thursday 12-12-2019.

Monday, December 9, 2019

Preemie

Corre corre corre little blue one,
Your feet so little,
Little blue feet,
Little cold nose,
Little eyes,
Little thighs,
Young blue one,
You're so beautiful,
Love you and love you,
Be with you soon.

Thursday, December 5, 2019

About "Remembering Thanksgiving 2019"

I'd like to thank my nieces for playing a game with me. The previous post exists because of them. I had writer's block and I wanted to end it. I asked them to give me one word or two, just randomness, to get my brain started. They gave me three each. The first one was "Birthday" and "Flowers". Which immediately had me thinking about my ex-boyfriend, but I was not going to write about him tonight. The second choices were, "Shoes" and "Treadmill". The thought of tight shoes on the street gave me a bad feel. I couldn't wait for another idea. Finally, on the third try they said "Thanksgiving" and "Cooking". Ding! Ding! Ding! Thus my writing the previous post, "Remembering Thanksgiving 2019". Thank you girls. I might just keep using you for generating thoughts. KK Latez

Remembering Thanksgiving 2019

My Thanksgiving 2019

The ham was overcooked.
Four pies were baked.
The following day, the perfect ham was made.
I drank too much soda
And ate King's Hawaiian sweet rolls.
My goal wasn't the ham though,
thus the reason for the burnt and dried out ends.
Where was my head?
I not only burned the ham, but the expensive butternut squash too.
I set it, and forgot it.
I finished straightening my hair when I checked the oven.
I saw the perfectly diced butternut squash sizzling with honor in the oven, to my dismay, they were charred black on the bottom.
I felt blue.
But anyway, aside from the butternut squash, I did make four perfect side dishes for Thanksgiving that made my heart soar like a feather in the wind.
I got compliments.
I was happy.
The side dishes were the following: Corn Bread Muffins, Mac n Cheese, Green Bean Casserole with Bacon, Mashed Potatoes and Gravy.


Sunday, December 1, 2019

Writer's Block Be Gone!

I've been wondering about my writing. I have literally not written a thing but tweets. I don't write my thoughts down. I don't forgive myself. I can't write down the flow, song, or poem. In fact, I give up on writing short stories as well. I dream of these stories. I want them to be real. I want them. I need them to be alright. I'm out of my mind. But I'm gonna challenge myself. I'm going to write a paragraph. I don't know what it'll be about but I'ma give myself a week. Look for my next post and comment. I hope it's something cool. It could be about anything. I'm going to surprise myself and then post.