a fabulous collection of weird, extremely bizarre short stories, as well as some highly strange but very interesting poems, written by author and poet Arturo Hernandez.
Love makes you do the most
Insane things
Like lay down your life
Like numbing your senses
To all realty
Like being blind to the darkness
Like being slow to the madness
Like being ignorant to the coldness
Like being untruthful to the saneness
Like nothing matters
But love
Nothing matters
But the touch
Nothing matters
But the feelings
Nothing matters
But love.
A hernandez 11 18 2025
We watch how the sun sinks
Behind the world and the way it
finally goes away, and how it helps darkness take hold,
And how it pushes all light away, away towards madness; towards
The end all sanity.
I wake to the darkness gone.
To birds chirping
To the sun melting
To the sun rays beaming
To the cats meowing
To the me creaking
To the fish begging
To the wife goodbying
To the air warming.
My bones are hurting
More than normal;
And memory easily
Reminds me of painless
Days;
Then sadness it smiles,
It looks haughty,
For it knows
It has done its job well.
Its getting close to the day’s end
And the sun has been frightened
Away again. Running behind hills
And oceans and jungles and ice mountains.
Yo Sun! Dont be scared. We
Dont bite!
A hernandez 11 18 2025
Give me some light
I am drowing
I need some light
Dig myself out of this
Endless black hole
Gathering more light
Sucking more light
Eating away from myself
Digging deeper
This never ending black hole.
Into my soul…
A hernandez 9 13 2025
Im seeking the darkness
Bring me the blackness
I want to make a cold
Coat of it and
Wrap it around my
Souless heart.
Bring me the darkness
Garnish my mind with it
I adore it.
I want to swim in it.
With it stinging and pinching and
Poking my spine.
I want it to drown
My sorrows and
Bury them away.
See here on the menu
Where is says darkness?
I want it badly
All inside me.
I wish to taste its void like
Salty and sugarary like emptiness.
A hernandez 3 3 2025
When darkness proud and bold
Speaks to me all my small
Ears can hear is horror.
Terror.
Darkness hates the sight of me.
I dare not taunt it.
Only pain will follow for
Sure no doubt.
No second thought.
It will prick me hard.
Make me bleed.
And no where around
Will there be to astound me
With heroic courage to save
Me.
Little ole me.
A Hernandez 1 9 2024
Leaping into the black hole
Thinking it is safe to leap now,
Dark world here I come.
The obstacles are feathers now.
The tickles they bring
Way better than the pain
The rocks once bestowed.
I am leaping,
Into the darkness,
The black walls and suns and moons
All around me, swirling, as I dive deeper
I feel my membrane begin to tear
And my bones are hurting.
I see no one anymore.
Everyone is black.
There is no longer light.
There is no longer light.
Where is the light?
A. Hernandez 3 27 2023
Where’d you go Darkness?
Are you scared of something?
Is something making you nervous?
Is it because the light in your life is gone?
Where’d you go Darkness?
Is the moon your only friend?
Did the sun scare you away?
Don’t be afraid of the Sun; it only gives warmth.
A. Hernandez 1 29 2022
My attempt at a flamenca poem
I roam dark land tonight
And fight for search of light
I must find this light
I’ll search forever more
Or die if i might
The Real Hell. Is not downstairs.
Hot. Full of scheming daemons screaming.
No. It is here. All around us. When we are dreaming. When we are awake. Yes. Up the stairs might be a heaven. Angels dancing up there. But here. Down to earth. Only hell.
They have forgotten me. Me. Who once stood very tall. Who teleported information or power. Who provided help to the powerless. Me. Abandoned. In this wood. Rotting. Growth sprouting on me. I am fallen. But once I was tall and proudly standing. Now I am alone. Sad. Broken. Nowhere to go but here.
Words and Photo by Arturo Hernandez. 10 17 2020.
Poems by Arturo Hernandez 