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Chiko
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Stockton, CA
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- Poetry, Zines, Fine Arts, Visual Art, Performing Arts, Writing, Publishing, Stories, Design
- About Me:
- I am Chiko. I identify as a pansexual male/androgynous/genderqueer despite my genitalia and attend Delta College. My interests are subscribe to the supernatural, comics, science, the enviroment, the arts, weaponry, aikido, parkour, human sexuality, etc.
In my art, I hope to focus on documenting my life, my creations and emotions, and eventually be able to cover gender identity, sexuality, activism, social commentary, landscapes, animals, in my art.
Some of my other art can be found here:
Dead Fish Graphics Blog
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- Where did you hear about us?
- I heard about this place while looking at the web page of the Delta Writer's Guild.
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Polyamory
My heart
broke in two.
You have one piece
and she has
one too.
Short. I know.
Based off my actual emotions.
Posted on June 1, 2009 at 4:52pm —
Rap Scraps
I got some poetry/lyric scraps here but need some help in finishing them.
"Time for War." (Unfinished)
One, Two, Three. Four.
It's time for war.
Five, Six, Seven, Eight.
It's time to annihilate.
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"Chemical Trap" (Unfinished)
Love is a
chemical trap.
That's why it has a
bad rap.
Cuz hun,
I fell in love with you.
But now
you're just making me blue.
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Mistress Nicotine (Part of my… Continue
Posted on June 1, 2009 at 4:21pm —
God In Pig's Blood
I see you.
You're like a caged animal. Either pacing or talking to somebody then wandering off to gaze at empty space. A "Hello?" causes your train of thought to crash. And you start talking again. And you run when it gets bad.
Once you ran, you thought you were going to break the speed barrier before you realized that...you were in Locke Lounge. And you had to break the run, stumble, and go ohshit, the momentum driving you to jump on the chair against the wall. Your frien… Continue
Posted on March 26, 2009 at 10:08pm —
Poetry
the rage
the sorrow.
this
ain't gonna end
tomorrow.
the rage
the sorrow.
propellin' me
through life.
the rage
the sorrow
bringin'
me strife.
the rage
the sorrow
gonna make me change.
gonna make me strange.
the rage
the sorrow.
apathy is death
emotion my breath
the rage
the sorrow.
will be
my cage.
for
tomorrow.
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May I have critique please?
Posted on December 7, 2008 at 12:26pm — 2 Comments
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Since I was in first grade, I think, lol, my brother, sis and I would be put to bed by momma but on friday night we would get up and watch Nightmare Theatre, on the couch with a blankie! Mom would always call out, "Are you geys up watching monster movies"? LOL, we always replied "No Momma"! I grew up watching the Masters of horror: Vincent Price, Boris Karloff, Lon Cheney, Bella Lugosi, and Christopher Lee and they have always been my inspiration.
Have a great evening,
Raymond