GoldDust Magazine

It's time you learn the power & history of Gold

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My Never Ending Nightmare

I open my eyes and all I can see is an old faded couch that I’m lying on. I’m in a basement but I’m not sure who’s basement I’m in. I see the bookshelf of movies and an old guitar. I realize now I’m in his basement. I look around again to see if I’m […]

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The Art of Doing the Most

Circa Post-traumatic Breakup, Mistakenly Taken for “Daddy Issues” I have a black thumb. As much as this budding twenty-something would love to engage fervently in the vibrant suburban DIY subcategory of “g a r d e n i n g” and “cultivation”, I am apparently inept when it comes to keeping a goddamn succulent alive. […]

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Island of Abandoned Dreams

I live on the island of abandoned dreams. I grew up where others go to forget about their failures and mistakes. This is where I live and not a single soul is happy here. Technically, you’re not supposed to be born here. People are supposed to come here only when they can not make anyone […]

The Feeding

A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]

Bitten by Bad Nature

  Some blue waves already blacken the oceans. The butterfly on its own wing. The family wolves, With their contributions to a complicated labor. Naked ominous spaces, They too are bitten by bad nature. Waterloo’s smoke of its old war. Carcasses of great trees to sweeten New York’s woods. The private grounds litter women who […]

I Was Lying in the Sun

  I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]