Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Can you hear my sign now?







One Out Of 8 Million True Crime Stories In The Naked City of Guns And Roses

 

I’m Not Jesus but I Can Play The Thief Nailed Next To A Good Jewish Lawyer

 

By Danny Aponte of Public School 161 In The South Bronx of America

 

So I’m on a long line of 0% income adults waiting for cheese and meat spray-painted on two thin slices of brown bread and a small container of 1% milk meant for kids

 

What? You got a problem with that?

 

I didn’t think so.

 

All of a sudden, a short Hispanic guy cuts in front of me. He has a scar on his face that travels all the way to his eyes covered by oversized dark sunglasses, the kind favored by South American hit men. Let’s call him Falconetti, a sadistic rapist/murderer from a novel called Rich Man, Poor Man by Irwin Shaw.

 

Now make believe I’m Woody Allen.

 

Got the picture?

 

Welcome to The South Bronx, a wonderful place to make true my American Dream.

 

Like The Talking Heads sung Once Upon A Lifetime, well, how did I get here?

 

Chapter One: it was a dark and stormy night at the university of New York

 

I had a dream for The City That Never Sleeps and lots of Justice for all!!!

 

But I got clobbered by a Neo Nazi and lost my memories or my life

 

I’m in my second childhood and so very scared to be home alone

 

God, please grant a good Jewish lawyer to protect my life story

 

Please don’t allow a moviemaker to steal this misery of mind!

 

The End

 

How To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks By Danny Aponte

 

Art & Art Direction & Hot Text Copyrighted 2014

 

So why is China LOL? Unemployed

 


Monday, January 13, 2014






His Panic by Danny Aponte of Public School 161 in The South Bronx of America

 


 

Once upon a time, some kids thought Mr. Spock was Latino because he spoke Spanish on Telemundo. Then I discovered that a Jewish Canadian actor played the pointy-eared science officer in The City of Angels. My logic finally unraveled when I found out there were no Jedi Puerto Ricans in The Phantom Menace. SAP took kids for saps!!!

 

I was taken by ambulance to the psyche ward where other souls were media possessed

 

Hollywood and a steady diet of TV frozen dinner foods caused a mental meltdown

 

A grim looking doctor asked me who was my health care provider to pay his bill.

 

I have none, my inner child replied red-faced with burning shame.

 

He suggested I take a dose of good humor as medicine

 

I owe that quack my sanity. I get the joke now.

 

Tha-tha-that’s all folks!

 

Yeah. I st-st-stutter.

 

Please be kind.

 


Our House In The Middle Of The Street sung by Madness

Saturday, January 11, 2014






One Out Of 8 Million True Crime Stories In The Naked City of Guns And Roses

 

By Danny Aponte of Public School 161 In The South Bronx of America

 

I got busted in 2008 for stealing a loaf of bread in a blizzard.

 

My community service was to break the law that states there are no second acts in American lives. I did that by putting all of New York City on police line-ups.

 

That includes the judge.

 

Beat that, Bat Man.

 


Friday, January 10, 2014


If life is like a movie, you sure hope the sequel is better

 

Oh, can I be a superhero in the next one? Please!

 

Yay! My American Dream!

 

God bless the USA!





If life is like a movie, you sure hope the sequel is better

 

Oh, can I be a superhero in the next one like my big brother? Please!

 

Yay! My American Dream!

 

God bless the USA!

Thursday, January 9, 2014




How I Found The Cure For Overdosing On New York City Cynicism

 

Poem by Danny Aponte of P.S 161 in The South Bronx of America

 

You got money for hope, mister? How about dope? Got dope?

 

How about a plane ticket so I can fly to Colorado for dope?

 

Please, mister, I need the dope. I’m really hurting.

 

I have terminal happiness in my Wonder Years.

 

People are dying for hope but I’m fine.

 

I am my very own dope, 100% pure.

 

I am so very high in the clouds

 

I have music in my veins.

 

I’m down to Earth.

 

More or less…

 

LOL

 


 

Life sucks wonderfully



Notice: This is a make-believe smart phone conversation with Marvel Comic Books.
 
“Marvel Comics makes money from kids by selling them super heroes! Now it’s behaving like super villains by abandoning kids that painted your corporate images such as Tony Stark on the public walls of a recreational center in The South Bronx!”
 
“You’re phonies! Hey, man, I’m warning you! Don’t mess with us!”
 
“I’m emotional and that’s hurting the logical Vulcan side of me!”
 
“Yeah? I’ll just create a parallel universe comic book company!”
 
“I’ll show you real superheroes! Your days are numbered!”
 
TO BE CONTINUED!
 
How To Pitch Nightmares To DreamWorks By Daniel Angel Aponte
 
Art & Art Direction & Hot Text Copyrighted by DAAD A.I 2014
 
So why is China LOL?