Monthly Archives: January 2018

In utter devotion I promised her a flying chair like Professor X had back when Chris Claremont wrote him, before the aughts. I said I would use my powers considerable as they are (but not at Professor X’s level – … Continue reading →

That poem I wrote that you didn’t like and I promised I would never read? That is a promise that I have kept. It remains unheard to this day but see, it is just so very good. I recently reread … Continue reading →

When the police tried to wake her in the morning to get her to move along they found her unable. The night had been very cold and the sleep she enjoyed left her unable to rise. They called a truck … Continue reading →

The little tyrant looks over my shoulder. “Are you writing about me?” I shake my head. “Why not?” I shrug. “You should write about me. Aren’t I pretty?” I say nothing. “Write that I’m pretty. Say that I’m smart and … Continue reading →

In a world of choices and paths not taken and errors I would like a do-over an opportunity to dial back the years and return to more innocent times and stay there. I would avoid choice and decisions and transitions. … Continue reading →

Batman’s teen sidekick Robin was created in 1940. The dude donning the domino mask was Dick Grayson until in 1983, he got replaced by Jason Todd. Todd sucked, and the comic books’ editor was looking for a way to get … Continue reading →

It is fucking freezing in this hellish place. It beggars belief. The smell of bacon permeates the stratosphere while sausage and ham sail through the air. This is a Wallace Shawn fantasy: inconceivable. I feel my tongue moving can hear … Continue reading →

The cashier said “Two ninety nine,” and I handed him three bills. He handed me back the milk and, when I hadn’t left, asked, “Do you want a receipt?” “No,” I said. “Do you need a bag?” “No,” I said. … Continue reading →

In seeking unique directions in which to take artistic expression I have begun to experiment quite wildly with substances that abuse my system so that I learn more about myself, my body, and my endurance (in certain regards). I have … Continue reading →

I don’t know if she did it. I don’t have an opinion. I don’t care about the crime or all the talk that’s gone on for so long on this very very very boring topic. Get it through your head: … Continue reading →