Poetry · Writing Lifeless March 15, 2017 SamT.Gutierrez Stormed beaches raining bullets and red sand drowning nameless corpses. Fresh lies fill the boats headed back to the beaches without an umbrella. Sizing up names asked if they own flip flops and if you enjoy beach weather. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Published by SamT.Gutierrez My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading...