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Been gone a minute. Back with a mission.

Past Lives

All these past lives itching underneath; I just miss my wings and pointed teeth.

Thinners of the Herd

After practice Sean dropped me off on the corner of Ellsworth and Broadway. It was a busy evening and there were a few people buzzing in and around Mutiny Information Café like flies. Scene of a carcass rotting in reverse. It was load-in time. I saw a red-head in a plain tan t-shirt and faded jeans coming and going […]

Reflections in the Attic

This construct used to be like a physical place. I used to be kind of a writer. A dreamer. Sometimes a decoder. It was a framework of things I loved. It still can be. No one’s really watching, right? Just a few cobwebs to clear out and this headspace becomes my magic attic again: a […]

Pin Up Parts

Just a piece of a woman, just the edible parts. Just the part you can touch; half of what makes your blood pump. Clipped, posed, arched. “Where is my mind? Where is my mind?” That’s a beautiful pose: sex-ready supine, not prone. And a beautiful body, no doubt – ass, tits, knees and elbows pointing […]