Robert McAteeAn Organic (Or Synthetic) Glowing, Magnetic, Good-Luck AuraIt was night in the city. The structure was tall and round, twenty stories at least. Due to a building flaw or perhaps malpractice, I found…May 29, 2022May 29, 2022
Robert McAteeThe Resilience of the AliveAs you crawl across the forest of thickets and thorns, you critically examine how in the hell you can make it through. In a long moment of…Jul 28, 2021Jul 28, 2021
Robert McAteeMadness of the 21st Century, Los Angeles EditionOn an escape from an erupting society that’s exploding and imploding simultaneously, I carefully step down a hill, table to table…Jun 24, 2021Jun 24, 2021
Robert McAteeHow Long Can I Live in the Fog?It’s such a rarity that one dares to show up to the branches, where the cold clouds hover, and sit there in the condensation. Well at least…May 24, 2021May 24, 2021
Robert McAteeMotherCascading melodies fascinated a child. The multitude of possibilities and imagination began at the legs of a grand piano.May 9, 2021May 9, 2021
Robert McAteeSafe within SorrowWhat can you do when half of your existence is void of solid ground? The inevitability of sinking, despite strength, is eventually…May 4, 2021May 4, 2021
Robert McAteeThe Road is Closed to the PastIs the past important? “Yes … no … well I don’t know,” you say. What about the past impacts you currently? It brought you here to where…Apr 19, 2021Apr 19, 2021
Robert McAteeBliss: A Couple Crawls out of a Pit, Despite Their IgnoranceIn a late night conversation, two human beings stumbled into a repressive pit. The catalyst — a word from the English language, ignorance…Mar 18, 2021Mar 18, 2021
Robert McAteeCaptivityA poem about a lion, drug addiction, overcoming obstaclesFeb 8, 2021Feb 8, 2021
