Author Brandon Robles

David Bowie Is my Home Far from the Earth And into the void Of space that’s filled with Star, brighter than A busy prom night   I never went to prom I stayed home Remember...

Awaken, stranger Who does not walk like us And lays in our land of Golden Slumbers   Why you have slept here Is strange, for you and your kind have spent so much...

And I walked away from the ship  Because there had been nothing else to see  In the Garden of Sea So I walked to the entrance, the gates of the Blue Menagerie   Blue cats, blue...

I’ve seen you At the driver’s wheel I’m looking at you From another perspective   Hands behind the wheel Engine screeching with friction Foot on the gas And away we...

“Could so!” “Could not!” “Could so!” “Could not!”   Two fellows in a tussle There was a debate Among the pair Indiana Jones beating Han Solo Twas the lads of...

Coming to the front, I wondered why I was walking into the one place that I promised myself I’d never come to. The sliding doors whir as they split like the Red Seas. Odd looking folk started coming out,...

“Can I do anything?” Before the doors to “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night Time” were opened, a pre-conference between audience members and math professors was set up in the Thomas J....

Mira, Vaquero El tierra está hablando Que tus manos no estan libre Con el camino que estás caminando   Mira, Vaquero No estás en un película Ni una obra en el teatro Que ves...

In the Gonzaga Hall Auditorium, people were lined up waiting for the stage doors to open. Families not only from Fairfield, but Bridgeport, Norwalk and New Haven were ready to see their sons and daughters...

Seems out of place in this time of year. Nevertheless, it could kill some people to try seeing things in a different...