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The bald, stocky man in cell 0404 is losing all his friends...

They say there aren’t no geniuses here and I can’t think that anyone taking this
Art class
Or any other prison art class has ever become famous without no prior training and if you’re a famous artist in prison

That’s not really the same.

Looney Bins, they say have many great artists
And I guess if you can’t think quite right then you maybe don’t see quite right and that makes you a great artist

I like my paints, you know?

And whose to say that me sitting here painting that there vase with those there flowers isn’t going to be no genius art? I know there are lots of paintings of this same vase with those exact same flowers because theys plastic flowers and I took this class before and it was the same vase and the same flowers and it’s  probably cheaper if they use the same ones in all the different classes in all the different places.

The pale orange flower that’s got points is my favorite, with the fuzz. It’s from Jamaica or Hawaii or one of them Islands. One of the Thousand Islands maybe- because it’s sort of the color like the sauce.

I know theres lots of paintings

But maybe.

Mine will be special, you know, whose to say?

I swear to God, I’ll beat the fucking shit out of you. I’ll dig your fucking eyes out, I swear to God.

Don’t say anything.

I like my paints.

You don’t know…

I don’t know… I like my paints.

It’s supposed to calm us down, keep us quiet. It works, it calms me down. And now I look at colors more.

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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  • Annexed Josephine
    March 19, 2009

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    your a character actor. very nice. green mile or the end of the line at the pound. i liked him. even though he may kill me if he saw me. or.... paint me obscurely. making me into a flower. i loved this story, poem.

  • David Berry
    January 14, 2009
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    oh ya and...

  • David Berry
    January 14, 2009
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    This is one of the best things I've read from you, max. Lets hang out this weekend when I come in.


  • McRae by nature
    January 7, 2009

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    Even terrible art is still called art, and even the worst artists still have the right to call themselves artists and to praise their own work, even if nobody else will. I really like everything about this, especially the way you used degenerative speech. I also love the way you stop and restart the process of thought, almost repeating yourself, like you did in 'There will Always'. It becomes so believable and natural.

    You do such a fantastic job of transferring your personality into your characters, disguising them so that they seem unique and respective, but I can still find you there between the lines

    Thanks for another great read.