Historias de Bloke

Sambungan daripada kisah pertama iaitu Blok E: Mulanya disini...Blok E : Kembali... menyajikan lebih banyak kisah, dan kematian. "Aku dah lama tahu. Bukan mudah untuk menyimpan rahsia apabila nyawa jadi pertaruhan." "Kau bangsat!" "Biar aku bangsat sekarang, bukan kemudian."

Not brilliant poetry. Lot of emotion. [February 22, 2010]

This is the revised version of hiss and run. This is the story of a broken gorgon, who finds love in the most unlikeliest of places.

A collection of thoughts from Gaz. A teenage Aussie bloke who believes he's born two generations too late, fantasises about his fair share of Sheila's and is trying to discover what it means to truly be a human being.

Leah meets Jon. He is dark skinned, muscly, and cocky. One drunk night leads to a night spent together. Was it a mistake?

An observation of a strange individal and other vaguely amusing verses.

Three years have passed. I'm still trapped, imprisoned in a city which is slowly crumbling around my eyes. My family - if there's anything left of it - haven't seen or heard of me since its members fled. Every day of my life, if I can even bring myself to call it that anymore, I witness the few souls who still surround me dropping to the ground in a lake of pure crimson, dead, waiting for whatever remains of their lives to drain into the sewers. I wanted to fight at first. This was my city, my parents' city, the city of a thousand glorious parties and a million dreams, the city of lovers, the city I loved. I didn't want to see it crumble into its own ashes. Three long years ago, I would have done anything to stop that happening. Three years on, and I'm not so sure...