RutabagaMac : Writing

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm sorry, Dad.

A Poem by RutabagaMac


A look into my past and relationship with my father, it's a touchy subject and one of my biggest motivations behind my work.
Narcissistic Sociopath

Narcissistic Sociopath

A Poem by RutabagaMac


If the shoe fits, lace that baby up and jump off a bridge.
Don't Do Drugs, Do Our Drugs

Don't Do Drugs, Do Our Drugs

A Poem by RutabagaMac


The Pharmaceutical Company is corrupt as hell, here's a glimpse from a rant I had.
Vaporized

Vaporized

A Poem by RutabagaMac


In love completely.
A Kiss

A Kiss

A Poem by RutabagaMac


The concussive Big Bang in a simplistic motion.
Eraser

Eraser

A Poem by RutabagaMac


To the people you seriously wish you never met.
American Smut

American Smut

A Poem by RutabagaMac


You read the title, right?
You Can Kill Me, You know

You Can Kill Me, You know

A Poem by RutabagaMac


The pain of love is real.