About Me
Now based in Honolulu, HI, Michael Puni graduated from Central Washington University with a Bachelor of Arts in English: Professional and Creative Writing. He plans to freelance his writing and publish his creative works, not limited to poetry, fiction, and music journalism, and personal writing through this platform, all the while pursuing a modeling career. Beyond his career goals, he loves to read, write, attend concerts, work out, dance, and spend time with family and friends.
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It felt like a return to college: endless benders leftover from December, reposado dissolving my liver system. One of my best friends from university stayed over, and my cousins had yet to fly home. We did the only thing we mastered, and we made our last weekend together a party until sunrise. I returned to…
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On “Bass Jam,” a spacey medium of clouds and angel wings ascend to picturesque memories. A white staircase awaits, but the supercut elongates this specific moment. Anita Baker, Mary J. Blige, and Sade all play on the cassette. Financial burdens gloom over the bass guitar, but it’s music as an entity that becomes the fuel…
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4 a.m. clicked, and the city sent its citizens to sleep, all but a few: the drivers seeking nightclub addicts, and the ones on an after-hours expedition. On a lonely intersection, BEBE YANA surged past the red lights. No consideration for the law, no thought about the consequences. She claimed the oyster, the world at…
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On his seventh album, “Soft Spot,” Christian Berishaj, known as JMSN, explores the philosophy of ‘letting the groove speak for you.’ Retaining a focus on feeling, the Detroit musician’s latest record indulges in sensuality and roughness. Tracks vary from the dirty shrugs on ‘Cherry Pop’ to the reflective ‘Outsider’, suggesting another set of creative ideas…
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For the first time in my life, I couldn’t think of anything I particularly wanted to study or to do. I still had the old idea of being a writer, but that was being, not doing. It didn’t say what you were supposed to do. The Idiot, by Elif Batuman Throughout high school, you’re taught…
